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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I. I dreaded those days before they came When I had to look at you laying down, weak as I stared at your frame And many treasures that couldn't make you stand up Glory is nothing to those gone, packed up And I prayed you would make heaven upon your return Thought nothing about the weight if I had to carry your bones to the promised land Having no power to call you back as I listened to life's crude tones on command I'll bring you back in grand style if God willed it so Though all I've got is a little oil and five stones II. I'm not that king of ages I'm not that old widow miraculously made rich I depend on God like they did A light reborn without doubts and dismay I carry my cross, following Jesus Without any more dallying, I win every course Running to win against hoarse waves I'm neither the wisest nor the best Neither the bravest nor the greatest I have nothing else to give but all it takes No other show of faith and grace but my little oil and five stones III. I have a hope and a song for my times of trouble I have a shoulder and a gong for my times of pain I'm not that king of ages I'm not that old widow with gained heritages I'm not better than they all But in the midst of dirges and storms of tears My little oil will overflow And by one from my stones, these giants are overthrown I'll be made whole, transformed in God's tomorrow Separated from tares the evils have sown I'll be counted amongst the holy seeds, a godly breed Bald as a rock with the Spirit of the ancient Word And I'll still relish the peace bought by a blood stained sword
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