Elijah, servant of the Lord, a righteous man,
was subject to like passions as are we.
But when he prayed, he prayed with fervency,
and prayed in earnest that it would not rain,
and so it was three years until again
he prayed till there came forth from field and tree
the fruit of every kind abundantly
because he prayed according to God's plan.
Now, I am of like passions as was he.
But did he know a woman like I know?
My love, for whom I pray with fervency,
may fruit according to the Spirit grow
according to His plan, especially
in love. My purest passions love you so.
~ by Michael Rew / Email: witness@psonnets.org
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