A soul returns
Language: English 
Available translation(s): SPA
Oh how my soul is longing and yearning is pining for your courts.
Christ has no body now but yours 
no feet no hands on earth but yours.
Yours are the eyes through which he looks compassion on this world.
Yours are the feet with which he walks to do good.
Yours are the hands with which he blesses all the world.
You are his feet you are his hands
You are his eyes through which he looks compassion on this world.

Christ has no body now but yours.
Christ has no body on Earth but yours.

How happy are they who dwell in your temple 
forever singing your name.
How happy the pilgrims who find their strength in you 
whose hearts are eager for the road to Zion.


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  • SPA Spanish (Español) (Elena María Accinelli) , copyright © 2016, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Elena María Accinelli

This text was added to the website: 2016-01-16
Line count: 14
Word count: 129