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On this day in the church a lot of people,
Keep willow twigs and candles
And the prayer of the start of passion
It falls on the shoulders of the people.
Many years swept over the earth
Since the great and complex event
Like Jesus we, driven by fate,
At the donkey rode into town openly.
Lude him as the Messiah met
The branches of palm trees, flowers and clothes
In front of him, like a carpet spread out,
Was Jesus to them faith, hope.
Many glorious and righteous deeds
He made it in the southern city,
Happiness for the people he wanted to,
But the envious do not need it.
Who anger can not breathe,
In their hearts envy night blacker
Court dishonorable to arrange a hurry,
Saints to execute as quickly as possible ...
The church service ran slowly,
The wax in the candle dripping tears,
And the willow delicate color bloomed,
Suddenly, as though swept over us
A bright ray of unearthly breeze
The heart beat of a new joy,
Trembled with candle light,
Faith with a new force opened -
Our Jesus every day, every hour
Next to us, it is our hope,
Our happiness, he loves all of us,
It helps in all of us, as before.
Author Eleni Kerr
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