Breathe
I was in His bosom before
time existed
With no form or comeliness
I was created from the dust
But nothing in me moved
Until His breath hit me
Then i came to full life
The very essence of Him
I am created to praise Him
That I will always do
Let your breath come afresh
on me
Renew me with your Spirit.
(Written 7th January. 2024)
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