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My Song of Sorrow Part 1
"MY SONG OF SORROW"part 1' I sing to you my song of sorrow A song from my bittered-heart To call your consent to solemn-meeting Tears rolled down my face Like when the sky is profusely-cryin g I wailed till my very physical-eyes saw nothing It was so great that I bathe inmy tears Its just for you, -You the children of end time! In thy presence faith and church are dying And the kingdom race is less-running Those who stand among you to run are falling -and those who hath fallen are dying The more the heaven is getting near The less you're striving to enter O children of end time! You seek after girl-friend & boy-friend -till you're completely lost in lust You clothe thyself with the garment of wickedness You bring thy arrogance-shoul ders-up against your parents I wailed for you, -Only God knows if I would stop wailing Your hair-style is like the hair of a goat -when he arose in his anger You kill the cities with the slangs of thy mouths The slangs like ancient-incanta tions All in the name of "swagger" I blow for you now the flute of salvation Because days, months and years are like an uprooted-flower When sun-set, it withers Repent now before you sleepbeneath the sand
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