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A poem by Odessan poet Vadim Negaturov, who perished in the fl | Russians With Attitude

A poem by Odessan poet Vadim Negaturov, who perished in the flames on May 2nd:

I am God's slave. And I am happy with this share.
I am valued at an unimaginable price.
It is not a brazen dollar paid for me,
Not a proud pound, nor a king's gold.

Not for a bucket of jewels,
Not for a chest of skins and furs,
Not for food I was redeemed from captivity
Of sickness and death and fear and sin.

I have been redeemed by the Holy Blood of Christ,
I have received Love instead of shackles.
I am called a slave... But I am not of the class
Of humiliated and cursed slaves.

In me the Creator hath found a son of his own,
Though I was sinful and spiritually weak.
And I am free forevermore.
Yet I am a slave... I am a willing slave!

I am God's slave, so I am free
From the circumstances of time and place.
I gladly wear the Lord's brand.
A simple Orthodox cross on my neck.

That cross is neither amulet nor emblem,
But it marks the stage of life,
That for the rest of
my time
I am God's humble and willing servant.