A poem in my mystery prayer language translated from Yoruba to English 3\/28\/2020:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Fruit grows and become strong. <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n The Parable of the Lost Son<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n 11 <\/sup>Then He said: \u201cA certain man had two sons. 12 <\/sup>And the younger of them said to his<\/em> father, \u2018Father, give me the portion of goods that falls to me.<\/em>\u2019 So he divided to them his<\/em> livelihood. 13 <\/sup>And not many days after, the younger son gathered all together, journeyed to a far country, and there wasted his possessions with prodigal living. 14 <\/sup>But when he had spent all, there arose a severe famine in that land, and he began to be in want. 15 <\/sup>Then he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country, and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. 16 <\/sup>And he would gladly have filled his stomach with the pods that the swine ate, and no one gave him anything.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n 17 <\/sup>\u201cBut when he came to himself, he said, \u2018How many of my father\u2019s hired servants have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! 18 <\/sup>I will arise and go to my father, and will say to him, \u201cFather, I have sinned against heaven and before you, 19 <\/sup>and I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Make me like one of your hired servants.\u201d \u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n 20 <\/sup>\u201cAnd he arose and came to his father. But when he was still a great way off, his father saw him and had compassion, and ran and fell on his neck and kissed him. 21 <\/sup>And the son said to him, \u2018Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight, and am no longer worthy to be called your son.\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n 22 <\/sup>\u201cBut the father said to his servants, \u2018Bring out the best robe and put it<\/em> on him, and put a ring on his hand and sandals on his<\/em> feet. 23 <\/sup>And bring the fatted calf here and kill it,<\/em> and let us eat and be merry; 24 <\/sup>for this my son was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.\u2019 And they began to be merry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He is the son of the king.
A house of lies can seduce me.
Do not touch it.
I got rid of this stain.
Then I started to cry out loud.
Look out for me in the south.
Buy only the finest available.
Your child is coming to me.
You can still find me.
Know my name.
You will not be disappointed.
You can do me good.
We need you. <\/strong><\/em>
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