Текст песни Todd Smith - О Боже, Боже дай мне силы

My path, like others, is not decorated with flowers,
Fragrant roses do not grow on it.
My path is strewn with thorns
Blackthorn needles on it only grow.

I'm coming, my legs are wounded cruelly
And the road ahead seems difficult to me.
But the voice in my soul is somewhere far away
Confidently whispers: "Do not be afraid, go."

Here is a voice from heaven inviting me:
"Tired, exhausted traveler of the earth,
Holy reward awaits you
Enter heavenly glory quicker. ”

Oh god god give me strength
For neighbor soul to believe.
And in the heart purely to the grave x2
Forgive enemies of resentment!

Let stones be thrown into my chest
Not recognizing the feelings of the saints,
Let them hate, curse
I'll put my soul for them.

Oh god god give me strength
I'll put my soul for them.