The Lord and Saviour
The Light Supreme
Was what woke me
From the dream
His hand
Upon my shoulder blade
It was I, the girl
He saved
Saved from
Running the mill
Effortless
In fields I till
But do you know
What counted the most
Was that he sent
The Holy Ghost
To always be there
By my side
In Light and Love
I do abide
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