I Dry, You Fold
3-7-18
Soon He pours out His grace
Now that we're in a better place
O, singular disaster be of yourself a master
For spiritual illumination
I care for her more than I do me today
As pride has budded and lower streets are flooded
And an end is come upon the corners back home from vet visit
Not out of the woods yet but at least we have today together
In relationships based on the value of love
It's you that must keep it satisfied
Behold it has come
I dry, you fold
As cold as the snare drum
In Syriac my plan of attack
Days of trouble are already taken care of
No one goes to battle over oxen and cattle
Still living in iniquity....
Sword And Hatchet
3-7-18
Blessing has come upon us
But how can we be of a surety at the chime of eleven
I press on and she holds a specific place of honor in my shrine built around her
Concerning the whole multitude we have seen it in such animism
One down and three to go not like all the rest
The seller will not return to what has been pawned off
Thank you for your support for whoever who is in the field with sword and hatchet
Lock and lachet
Let the buyer rejoice saying, "What good am I"
for the doves in three valleys I, the Lord hath spoken
Not me but He in me and all of us
In rejoicing and feelings to be voicing
O, make a chain of gold
Robbers shall enter and defile
But we still call it clean....
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