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The Eternal Writer of God's
How sweet you are to come my way even if only passing, And we shall be careful in what we say in fear of losing our blessing. Petrified on painful roots he write his book on iron around the trees roots, When he fell the book stood so thick. Great pain dismay shade his first begotten curse along that living tree. What be his name again? The seeker of souls once we told you a mystery topmost! Eternal dark blue his name is eternal. For the sweetness of evil desire him.but he has been giving way by the father that created us. Oh darkness why do you fear so much? For this is simple speaking, From The infinite ages of Eternal he was in is the Eternal writer. terror from his dismal world and his son and daughter the earth did sleep pendulous. For his distant voice was heard. Do you lie deep darkness that has made his voice so black, With horror waste in his eyes, That has made he weep for sunny days? Now be silent oh day who has made the day lonely. For I can not touch his weeping eyes nor his voice. But I can see his footsteps, His golden palace and ivory bed this Eternal writer of God's! Silent yourself for there he be, Hide yourself before he see thee! Oh darkness is your evil so blind, I shall not hide myself from the Eternal writer of God's.
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