Quailed Not
7-13-16
Carried into Babylon to restore them to this place
The trumpet sounds according to God's grace
To dance in the sky
I have broken the yoke of our King
And all I know to do is rise up and sing
Always on the go with something
O, forever, hello again
Doing what I know
Of the fourth year in the north
Yet to scutter
I'm up for the day
Oft refreshed for our heart stone and our fireside
To bring again Jeconiah
For captives and exiles to disembarrass all unusedness
Where all the people stood in the entrance
Amidst the canyons in my world
Give the coffee a chance with honest engine....
Meserve
7-13-16
When so the world wants me to fail
I will laugh in the face of fear and prevail
Searching high and low
Late call to Father
Amen the Lord to but confirm thy words
And time for love and my friend
Somewhat understandable
In the smoke we still crave
Of grange associations
I want another cup of coffee
To give my heart a jump start
For grain and grist
Illimitable measure
As long as I want
There is hope....
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