And through the growth of lawless love, richness in holone.

And through the growth of lawless love, richness in holone. Mt. 24:12 Don’t let your heart of love grow cold, God, If lawlessness is already over the edge, When rivers of innocent blood are shed, Don’t let hatred take its place in your heart. Don’t let your spirit become embittered and your soul bleed Winds that bring death and violence and destruction. Your grace may we dry up today's tears And let us understand why our suffering is the essence. You yourself passed through pain, suffering and torment, For our faults, the innocent zeyshov is to be damned, Your hands are not tired of embracing the world And in your heart the omnipotent love has not diminished. “Forgive me, my Father,” Prophet Ti, “for not knowing what to do,” Shedding blood on the innocent land. You know that it is shelter for the hungry hearts to speak, And through her the light recognizes the forgiveness of love. So let us marvel at You today, Jesus, On the roads where you passed on the earth. May I please pay attention to Tobi, for heaven's sake Today the children's blood is clean. May our hearts not be shackled by the hardships of the frost, Do not let us bear evil and untruth, And give us our love, suffering and tears Say like You, beloved Father: “Forgive them, forgive them!”