A poem in my mystery language translated into English February 12 2020:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nDon’t be afraid <\/em> 7 <\/sup>Be patient therefore, brethren, unto the coming of the Lord. Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit of the earth, and hath long patience for it, until he receive the early<\/strong> and latter rain<\/strong>. 44 <\/sup>No man can come to me, except the Father which hath sent me draw<\/strong> him: and I will raise him up at the last day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n 45 <\/sup>It is written in the prophets, And they shall be all taught of God. Every man therefore that hath heard, and hath learned<\/strong> of the Father, cometh unto me. 27 <\/sup>The spirit<\/strong> of man is the candle of the Lord, searching all the inward parts of the belly. 4 <\/sup>Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod <\/strong>and thy staff they comfort me. 14 <\/sup>Follow peace with all men, and holiness<\/strong>, without which no man shall see the Lord:
It’s early rain. <\/em>
Let me draw you.<\/em>
Ask me a question. <\/em>
How do I go about it? <\/em>
Bring it to me. <\/em>
I am ready to go. <\/em>
Don’t give up learning. <\/em>
I’d like to see a blue sky. <\/em>
Do not be sad<\/em>.
Enter the spirit, and we shall not sin. <\/em>
I have come to see God. <\/em>
The rod sticks to the creator. <\/em>
Show me love<\/em>.<\/p>———-<\/em>
<\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\nJames 5:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\nJohn 6:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\nProverbs 20:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\nPsalm 23:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\nHebrews 12:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\nMatthew 5:<\/h4>\n\n\n\n