Jesus Christ.
Infinite wisdom,
Infinite mystery,
Who knows?
Is that me? Is that him?
Neither,
Except that you showed him out of the light,
Jesus Christ.
Show me in the light,
It also shows the infinite him in the universe, amen.
evening
In the paradise of light:
The flowers are blooming,
Birds are singing,
The fountain of life gurgles,
The sun went down slowly,
Draw a afterglow diagram—
Is it to shake hands with everything?
Is it a farewell song?
A cool breeze is blowing,
In the light and shadow,
The creator of the universe,
He walked slowly in the garden.
Lord!
Did you create them to praise you?
Yes, in praise of him,
Praise him.
He is in the past, present and forever. Amen.
Who is he?
Who is he?
The ointment is running out,
There is only a circle of shadows left.
The branch is hurt,
There were only a few groans left,
Blow out those that don't shine,
If it doesn't bloom, break it.
Jesus Christ.
"The injured reed, he didn't break.
He won't blow out the broken lamp. "
Our light-his love,
Never ending, amen.