White blooming and purple,
With a morning dew glair,
Saint words in the circle,
Made my soul bear.
The cross on my heart is invisible ring,
Sing with a golden spiritual string.
Tender and loving voice trough the space-
Fatherly wisdom is a merciful grace.
Your prayer are rocking my soul in the cradle,
A blanket from words, singing with Vedel,
The door of repentance was opened for me,
Glory to God, you helped me to be!
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