Христианский стих - Пророк - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Being someone else's among your, to taste the crudeness, for loyalty - the persecution, which is not a pleasure lot falling into the share of the prophet Elijah. Unfortunately, I did not manage to express the idea that the proximity of the living God was not manifested in fire, not in the booth and not in zipper, but in the quiet imagine of the wind.