I went to where the prophet stood
I walked his very steps
And in my heart I knew the good
Brought by the Lords concepts
I seemed to feel his very soul
It merged intent with mine
The tempests 'round me seemed to lull
Through sacred peace divine
I felt assured of love and grace
As well as knowledge learned,
I did not see his very face
But my heart no longer yearned
The Holy Spirit's loving arms
Were wrapped around so tight
That all the worldly wealth and charms
Couldn't touch with their fake might
This Gospel means so much to me
Faith growing each new day
That though Christ lived across the sea
He forged for me the way
My heart's been touched by holy hands
The tender seed caressed
When I walk through this sacred land
I know I have been blessed.
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