God's Touch
My lips are moisted by Holy oil
The bath-a baptism of Love
Prepared as Eve in nakedness
Acknowledged by the wings of a Dove
Faith-Hope and Love
Came calling to my residential tent
It spoke to me in Divine Epiphany
Surely as an Angel Most heaven Sent
poem by Theodora Onken
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