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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398800" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Mary Magdalene</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the dark night folds around me<br>I wait on Thee, <br>who could speak<br>and sent the storm<br>back into the sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At times I wonder where my love<br>for Thee started, <br>or was I made with it, <br>that Though dark brown eyes<br>could know the dark depths of my heart<br>and could touch like no other<br>and could heal me <br>and make me completely free from all sin<br>and I was happy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With every stroke that the hammer makes<br>against the cross of wood<br>and every nail that tears <br>right through Thy body, <br>I knew pain<br>like never before<br>and in my soul<br>the dark depths died<br>with Thy death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At a time even my pomegranate red lips<br>and round full breasts<br>made no impression on Thee<br>and Thy holiness<br>and unconditional love<br>touched deep into my heart, <br>so that I washed Thy feet<br>with ointment of nard<br>and in humility used my hair<br>to dry the feet<br>of the Son of God.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the morning sun<br>rises red on the horizon<br>I wait on Thee, <br>to come back to this earth<br>as king and supreme Lord.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</a><div class=q>
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I wait on Thee, 
who could speak
and sent the storm
back into the sea.

At times I wonder where my love
for Thee started, 
or was I made with it, 
that Though dark brown eyes
could know the dark depths of my he..."></div>
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