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The rhyme is not perfect but I hope you like it. Dedicated to all of you.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in Jesus's name.
I am sending my despairs to the hole where they came,
all the dark days in which I fleed from the fears,
From the merciless glance of my better peers.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in Jesus's heart,
Where I feel my bitter miseries are torn apart,
Turned into a much sweeter regard, a clearer thought
that soars above the silly idols that I sought.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in the Virgin Mary,
In whose sacred Mother Love I long to tarry
like a kid in a prairie, protected in her embrace
As I watch go by the bright nights and sunny days.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in Christ's Love,
That heals the path under my feet and my head above.
He makes me fly like a dove, fueled by the Holy Spirit,
My soul is full of abounding Grace, I shall not fear it.
I shall not flee from this song. My heart can hear it.
I am taking a holiday from myself, and let God heal it.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in Jesus's name.
I am sending my despairs to the hole where they came,
all the dark days in which I fleed from the fears,
From the merciless glance of my better peers.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in Jesus's heart,
Where I feel my bitter miseries are torn apart,
Turned into a much sweeter regard, a clearer thought
that soars above the silly idols that I sought.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in the Virgin Mary,
In whose sacred Mother Love I long to tarry
like a kid in a prairie, protected in her embrace
As I watch go by the bright nights and sunny days.
I am taking a holiday from myself, in Christ's Love,
That heals the path under my feet and my head above.
He makes me fly like a dove, fueled by the Holy Spirit,
My soul is full of abounding Grace, I shall not fear it.
I shall not flee from this song. My heart can hear it.
I am taking a holiday from myself, and let God heal it.