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That again, Lord

In my life, empty and restless,
dreamy and overly idealistic.

That again, Lord.
From my pride prevents me from hosting your goodness.
In my world, I distance of your kingdom.
From my miseries, cluttering my perfection.

That again, Lord.
Of what makes me feel
Safe and master of my fate.
From all appearance deceives me
and give me back.

That again, Lord.
Of all pretense of waste,
ruining or wasting my days.

That again, Lord.
Your home, where you live better.
In my house, it's your house, Lord.
In your arms, I know they miss me.
In your ways, so I would not miss.
In your presence, to enjoy
the party that I have prepared
Amen ...

P. Javier Leoz