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My Thirty Cents Worth
The concept of time is an elusive dream The concept of thought in time more elusive Since i overcame the space time constraints And followed a path ordained from the start ..Paid they thirty cents of coins to the betrayer Thirty cents and my Savior was uplifted Hanging on that cross moving time eternity.. That Rabbi sacrifice changed everything And Silas once more was able live again Silas once more was able to abide by time . ...I will call you my servant Silas I will subdue nations before you I will loose the amour of kings So that gates will not be be shut I will go before you... They paid thirty cents and Rabbi the Elect of God Picked up that rugged cross and bore the burden Oh RABBI there on that cross time stood still.. As atonement was made for past, future and present ....As the throne of mercy was revealed and the elect Gained entry.. Hard was my lot when i lived By the tents of Kedar... Taking another route As the Lord had granted him Means and ends to all paths And to be a guidance to they Who lack not in patience Moving through the eastern gate pass Taking the very path of dawn Arriving traveler at the throne of mercy Thirty cents of coins paid and my master Breathed his last saying its over
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