My души feels upset
Soon to explode on пожар,
Every дыхание I take
Leaves me in a deep страсти.
The Господи has took my spirit
And Снять me up to new heights,
I cry, I shiver, but I чувствовать the
Most content then I've felt in my жизнь.
Отец has kept my interests
In my worst времена,
I have been given new надежды
I know where to идти.
To the голос around me,
Don't tell me I'm неверно,
My Господи will guide me
And call my название.
I не know how I'll get there
Or где I will go,
But I know in my сердце
He will показать me the way home.
"Господь мой пастырь,
я не хочу."
~ Псалмов 23:1
A/N: I used Google to translate this poem. I REALLY don't know Russian, but I'd like to learn.
I made this up in school. It just came to me, so I felt that I needed to write it down.
The English version will be in the next chapter =D
