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To Your Altar, Lord
                       cecil a. rubino
       I come to you hesitant and intimidated;
    Thoughts wail: Am I worthy my meek, lamb?
     Puff of wind moaned casting a fearful heart;
    Come here, my child, to your altar- I sobbed.

    Eyes staring at me, awakening an oblivious heart;
 Bringing me out to a scenery hundreds of decade past.
A man crowned with thorns, whipped by the cruel hands;
            To your altar, I saw you crucified.

       You said, This is how much I adore you,
 No length of measures knows its dimension, my child.
A man crowned with thorns, whipped by the cruel hands;
           To your altar, I saw you crucified.

Head bowed, arms stretched, body lay on the ground.
        Acts of surrender to you I brought out:
       My strengths, weaknesses and limitations
Here I am- use me, Ill do my part. To your altar, Lord
                                           Nov.6, 2005

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  • 1. To Your Altar, Lord cecil a. rubino I come to you hesitant and intimidated; Thoughts wail: Am I worthy my meek, lamb? Puff of wind moaned casting a fearful heart; Come here, my child, to your altar- I sobbed. Eyes staring at me, awakening an oblivious heart; Bringing me out to a scenery hundreds of decade past. A man crowned with thorns, whipped by the cruel hands; To your altar, I saw you crucified. You said, This is how much I adore you, No length of measures knows its dimension, my child. A man crowned with thorns, whipped by the cruel hands; To your altar, I saw you crucified. Head bowed, arms stretched, body lay on the ground. Acts of surrender to you I brought out: My strengths, weaknesses and limitations Here I am- use me, Ill do my part. To your altar, Lord Nov.6, 2005