Some times in mine inner ear
beloved music of hymns I hear.
The hallowed voice of God's
beloved Holy Spirit is clear.
Whispering softly in mine
inner ear, the beautiful
music I long to listen to.
Hymns of praise, and psalms of praise.
Abide within my heart always.
Day after day and night,
wrongs are made right.
Prayers are said and
heard by twilight.'
Praying day after day,
seeking the right ways to say.
Spreading the gospel of
good news. Jesus Christ
is love. Jesus Christ is love.
By paper and pen, and computer
key boards. Playing musical instruments.
The Holy Spirit's love dwells
inside of God's children.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem