Hymn on the Swanas the pureness of the white color. The Swan, in the river, as the long neck of majesty. The Swan, in the river, as the food is of the milk, asunder from the water. As the swan passed by, i was in marvel about the royal posture. As the swan passed by, i was in wonder, of the wisdom trail of virtues. As the swan passed by, i was in wonder, the prayers about the world, both good evil, happiness, and the suffering. As the swan passed by, i was in wonder, Only the source of goodness gives grace. The swan in the river, gave me the living waters. of a paraclete. The swan in the river, gave me the flowers, of the pure love of godheads. The swan had necklaces of pure gold and silver, the sign of the holy. The swan, was in my sight, as the godhead, chooses its instrument. The swan in my sight was the instrument of grace, only swimming past, it marveled me for a lifetime of devotion. |
