I'll turn over the Holy Bible,
I'll turn over the Holy Bible, I will find a recipe for the soul, And in worship, with prayer, I want to reach the holy heights.
Where God dwells in wisdom, Creator and Father of Eternity, In grandeur and inaccessibility Seer of suffering hearts.
Let it be with awe The soul will be filled to the fullest, So that before Your splendor Realize your insignificance.
I bow before Your might In your helplessness, where As a homeless tramp I'm in imminent trouble.
Where the circumstances are dire And troubles cover lies, Where everything is absurd and not clear to me, And a sharp knife cuts the soul.
When the assumption passes, And a dead end will stand in the way, I understand the seriousness of the situation - That I can’t get through without You.
You establish the grounds The cornerstone is You, And the stars in the morning are in jubilation They flicker at people from above.
Who could be smarter than the Lord? Who could outwit God? Thank you, Lord, just like that I seek Your face in humility.
Don't let a soul without knowledge Violate the Will of Heaven instantly. You speak without delay That I will not die, but will live.
What should you pray for?
When it is not the spirit of prayer that attracts, And the lists of needs When we got used to prayers In excess of feelings...
When we carry our desires, Where are the plans for the cargo? Where needs and despair creep in, Where is the pain and sadness.
When prayers are “performances” In a crowd of people Needed for self-affirmation Your ideas
I bow before You in prayer, My Eternal God. Conduct the holy battle in silence, Do it, Lord.
Let me depend on You for everything In all ways Let me see the essence of prayers, Loving Your Face.
Pour out streams of grace On my mind. I have enough independence Connect with yourself.
Let me give up hope For your success, Don't let me remain serene Where sin rules.
Give me the spirit of prayer, repentance, Be drawn by yourself, Give me grace to confess Bring me to rest.
Be the Winner in that battle - King of the soul So that in the Spirit of truth prayers They flowed in silence.