Like A Dove Soaring Up...

Like a bird soaring up toward the heavens,
I would fly to heaven everlasting home.
But I'm still in this body so I cannot fly.
Soon my loving Father Ahnsahnghong will take me back home.
Though this world troubles and persecutes me,
When I think of my home heaven I am not afraid.
Oh Father speed your coming, please do not delay.
I am praying for the day when you will take me home.




Like a tree growing up in mountains and fileds,
I would like to spread the scent and bear abundant fruit.
Though the worries of this life choke and trouble me,
Mother suffers in my stead and hold me in Her arms.
Mother always welcomes me with bright and gentle smile,
hiding all Her pain and suffering for this sinful child.
Oh Mother, please forgive me, I'm a sinner!
I am thankful for Your mercy from my heart and soul.