Under His Tutelage

When thou carries the world, the totality of all sorrows And when you bemoan thy fall that makes you hide thy face within the native hurt- a shadow of death . Taste ! Feel and See! Shout it out in a loud voice The door of thy comforter opens for victory To feeding your hungry soul and freedom to those that are car caned in chain of thick darkness Here comes the spirit: of truth, of light and of hope Walk in the spirit and thou shall acquire its fruits A fruitless tree shall be brought down while a fruitful one to the vine Hanging on its branches, the fruit shall tells If thy branch be good or bad The spirit comes to His own By the way of the sea, the home of gentiles Telling us some things we need to do. He brought us LOVE from the springing sod. JOY and KINDNESS unto the gentle soul GIFTS And He utters “PEACE UPON THE EARTH”