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Son of the Twelve
The enemy says “tribalism” is a bad thing, that it’s sow divisive I believe “tribalism” to be universal unity: One family tree making root loving reap decisions This is a very good thing All who can spiritually see, surely know that for the wicked, it ain’t gonna end well But, blessed are those who are counted as one of the twelve Ring the birthing church bell, if you’re a new infant born Reunite with your other siblings of right, Son bathe in the tight knit familial light Listen to the gospel voices of the holy children We’re singing a shining, sapphire path to the pearly gates When the midnight clock strikes twelve, don’t you be unaware late On the other side of the Resurrection, you don’t want to suffer the Devil’s fate The spiritually blind, they can’t see A split tribalism mind don’t bother to even wanna understand how it’s not gonna end well Become one of us ... a daughter and son of the twelve Put your carnal house sin sign up for sale Buy the truth, pay your vows to God without debtor fail The sun of unity abundantly shines upon the holy people uplifted out of the bottomless well Be an adopted son of the twelve, a grafted branch on the life-giving tree of eternity Have a great-grandson of the twelve spread His tribal loving name Boast of His salvation fame — Telling all who care to hear, we’re the Holy One family of the Resurrection genealogy
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