God moves in a mysterious way,
The powers he declares;
And those doings everyday,
But I have these doubts today
Whither shall I go from thy spirit?
Or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend up into heaven,
Thou art there?
If I make my bed in hell, behold,
Thou art there?
If I take wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea...
Even there shall thy hand lead me;
The direction within me;
And thy right hand shall hold me,
Am I spiritually done?
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PoetryMga tulang iba't-iba ang paksa. May tungkol sa romantiko at politiko, mga pangyayari sa totoong buhay ko na pwedeng mangyari sayo. Sana ay magustuhan mo.
