Hot my Heart Grew

Hot my heart grew. In sacred meditation, came a showing from the Spirit. Worlds I saw, long hidden; a mystery now shown. Hot within me, the fire burned; a flame rose; my tongue spoke: “Show me O Lord— of this passing age, its true measure.” Now I see things, which are not, yet you call forth as though they are. Even now in the laughter of children— your kingdom comes!

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