Do not become weary of prayers. God speaks to us. From the soul, hi in the most basic words She easily reaches the sky with anger. There the Creator will feel the prayer. Believe, it will rise into the sky. There will be a confirmation, there will be an end - And your hope is to be saved. Tell you to your Father: I about torment, and about anxiety, About the trouble that shakes you He bends the path of life. God will not laugh, no. With your gentle hand To send you a deep love, as in a dream, All trouble is washed away by water. When I fall and suffer - The heart is filled with heavenly calm, The odorous Trojans will coo, - Embrace the heart of the Most Holy Father. Don’t languish, my soul, but pray, Please, don’t steal from yourself. Vir at the Savior, to New Tulis - Let us help you in truth. Bless you with wisdom, Bury Yogo from sin. Will I see you from the sky - God's hand is generous and kind.
