Slave girl :
May through her you find the pleasures of your works,
In the privacy of your intimacy (fellow-worker/relationship) bring her back home,
May you strike her with energies beyond compare,
May your Divine will take order and completely restore your slave girl, in sound and perfect, today, tomorrow I shall wait.
Why do you cause so much commotion in my extremities?
Did you secretly woven us, that our dates of birth into this paradise of delight correlate, and we are one at your service ?
There is joy and pain that one, can't do without the other,
There is blissful birth pangs, and great joy that forgets all...I feel the same to many times from your undeserving kindness.
It is to much for me, since I was not born into your tent of holy blessings, I'm but a rough man of the nations.
I don't deserve your shield of protection to such extent, but your love has healed me and that is sufficient .
There is no Greater God (YHWH) then that of my ancestor's of faith...make me, one of those if so wish, but please bear, I'M just a rough man of the nations.
I can only pay a debt with a debt, but one to many. I hope someday you will take-up my resistance, to make right.
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