Rezin (Right Here)
1-30-18
Tonight in good hands
Following the struggle tight in the rut
No if, and or but
Within sixty years she says she's thirty-nine
Staring at the shape of names overlooked
With everything one has to say about
Getting there tomorrow where the head of Damascus is Rezin
In these speeches believe and be established across the border
We take a turn for the bizarre
Man, you've got it going on!
Say Hello to Flagg and his paws
It's a knockout...
Tiglath-Pilesar
1-30-18
Hoping to put worries out of mind
And cling to the comfort
And compose in reassurance about tomorrow
God knows that we have need of these things
More like a want in my books
Ask a sign for yourselves and hope against hope
As to return to be for consuming for my spiritual eyes hath seen the King
God have us to get out tomorrow for woods moved with the wind
From the upper pool on the highway of the fuller's field
Ask it in height above with intentions of perfect love
Kingdom in turmoil where God doesn't make sense at Tiglath-Pilesar.....
Signet of Pallavini
1-30-18
As to manage in our stewardship
The eyes of the world are turned backward
We do you to wit and remind you of the grace of God bestowed
When in God all things will be made possible
For this constant longing
Stepping out on faith that transcends stupidity
In the churches of Macadonia
Aren't we all!
Our white stuff shows signs of stopping stubborn
Aren't we all
Greeting Pallavini
O, signet shew us a sign...
Above It Stood Seraphims
1-30-18
O, little mountain among green leaves
In tall trees
O, refreshing fountain
Nothing here grieves
Only remember five of the seven seas
For our bestowal acknowledge Him
And He will direct thy paths
Not trying to rationalize
When God doesn't make sense
In the world as we know it
Back into North Greece
Where we know come joy and peace
No need for gimmicks
When you know you have this grace
As our illustration
We are!
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