1290. G\u00c2NDURI
\nCredeam c\u0103 am s\u0103 mor, dar Domnul \u00eenc\u0103
\nPrin harul S\u0103u, m\u0103 las\u0103 s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc,
\nM\u0103 \u00eencred \u00een El \u0219i este a mea St\u00e2nc\u0103,
\n\u00cemi pare r\u0103u c\u0103 \u00een durere cam c\u00e2rtesc.<\/p>\n
\u00cen bun\u0103tatea Lui, f\u0103r\u0103 de margini, m\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie,
\nAtunci c\u00e2nd \u00een durere m\u0103 topesc,
\nA\u0219 vrea s\u0103 am cuvinte s\u0103 pot scrie,
\nDar prin cuvinte eu pot s\u0103 gre\u0219esc.<\/p>\n
M\u0103 v\u0103d c\u00e2t sunt de jos \u0219i de mizer\u0103,
\nC\u00e2nd \u00een durere pl\u00e2ng necontenit,
\nMi-aduc aminte… via\u021ba-i efemer\u0103,
\n\u00ce\u021bi mul\u021bumesc c\u0103 mult mai m-ai iubit.<\/p>\n
\u00ce\u021bi cer \u00een dreptul meu doar m\u00e2ntuirea,
\nS\u0103 fi cu mine, nu m\u0103 p\u0103r\u0103si,
\nAi fost pe cruce, te-a \u021binut iubirea,
\n\u0218i de m\u0103 pierd, eu sper, m\u0103 vei g\u0103si.<\/p>\n
Nu merit chiar nimic, sunt o ruin\u0103,
\nDar Tu e\u0219ti Mielul ce a murit, e\u0219ti pre\u021bios,
\nEu vin la Tine, vreau a Ta lumin\u0103,
\nS\u0103 m\u0103 transformi \u00eentr-un vas valoros.<\/p>\n
Sunt slab\u0103 \u0219i clachez c\u00e2nd e durere,
\nDar \u0219tiu c\u0103 suferin\u021ba-i cu m\u0103sur\u0103,
\nNu m\u0103 l\u0103sa, s\u0103-mi fi a mea putere,
\nC\u0103ci f\u0103r\u0103 Tine sunt doar simpl\u0103 zgur\u0103.
\nEmilia Dinescu<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
1290. G\u00c2NDURI Credeam c\u0103 am s\u0103 mor, dar Domnul \u00eenc\u0103 Prin harul S\u0103u, m\u0103 las\u0103 s\u0103 tr\u0103iesc, M\u0103 \u00eencred \u00een El \u0219i este a mea St\u00e2nc\u0103, \u00cemi pare r\u0103u c\u0103 \u00een durere cam c\u00e2rtesc. \u00cen bun\u0103tatea Lui, f\u0103r\u0103 de margini, m\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie, Atunci c\u00e2nd \u00een durere m\u0103 topesc, A\u0219 vrea s\u0103 am cuvinte s\u0103 pot […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":47,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[134],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18397","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-generale"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18397","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/47"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18397"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18397\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18398,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18397\/revisions\/18398"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18397"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18397"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/intercer.net\/blogs\/poeziisieditoriale\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18397"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}