I desire not to faint,
Not at my tribulation;
For I am far from a saint,
Upon the jubilation.
For this I bow to my knees,
To the Father of the Lord;
And hoping that I would please,
Showing that he is adored.
I kneel before the Father,
From each one up in Heaven;
Thankful for our Brother,
The forfeiture as given.
I pray to allow the wealth,
Of the glory to His strength;
Bringing good spiritual health,
Persevering of great length.
So, let Christ dwell in your heart,
Faith rooted, grounded in love;
With His Word as you impart,
And nourished from up above.
Be able to comprehend,
With all the saints that subjects;
Giving insight time you spend,
That everyone reflects.
For knowing the love of Christ,
That surpasses all knowledge;
And Heaven makes you enticed,
Able to give you courage.
Hopefully you will be filled,
To all the fullness of God;
The power to be instilled,
So, you will honor and laud.
Through who the power of might,
Working within far beyond;
Enables to see the light,
Giving a spiritual bond.
Be in glory in the church,
And Christ for generations;
Through your effort in your search,
In giving inspirations
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