Poetstry on Nostr: In icons old, Your face I see, And in my child's, so pure and free. The chanting ...

In icons old, Your face I see,
And in my child's, so pure and free.
The chanting echoes, prayers ascend,
Your love, O Lord, has no end.

Through daily tasks, Your grace is near,
Dispelling doubt, and calming fear.
A father's heart, in faith takes hold,
Your Presence, more than stories told.

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