I Concur



I do concur       
       Your word is Spirit
        Your word is Light
         Your word is Life

            It is alive  and active,
             Divides asunder the bone and bone marrow,
               The soul and spirit.
                  Searches the inner intentions of the heart.

            Nothing can be hid from it.
                It is a lamp to my feet.
                    A path to my way.
                       The entrance of your word in me,
                           Gives light.

              Is it not like a fire,
                  That burns impurities.
                      Is it not like hammer that
                          Breaks stone into pieces.
                             Surely it breaks every york,
                               Of bondage.

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