Light of the Body
Laijon Liu 20090212
Bless the source, my Lord
It’s the spring of my life
Where I can draw my hope
And pour down a river
Cleanse the spring of my sorrow
Where bitter tears never dried
There I can wash off my griefs
And shed the streams of joy
Shine upon my windows, O light
Where my red roses are
So there I can adore each
And still fall in love
Poemprayer Note:
The light of the body is the eye.