threefold

We Join The Hymn (Threefold Praise)
11-29-17

Justice unto just us
And many others in sisters and brothers of mercy
As not favored to rise up in rebellion
We run and hide and make supplication
When we hear that siren
Where Lib reigned in Kish's stead
Where iron ore pours for gamblers and whores
Molten
Going back to Fulton
You couldn't have been kinder
As to repent and take that wide left turn
And Com did fight with net to dominate Jaredite life
By our mountain brew, a molehill
And just a grain of sand next to the rest of forever
Where he had need of her
In wars and dissentions
As prophets predict it left alone
In a better place
Today where Heth begat Aaron
And I'll be a'sharin'
Thank you!