As Grevence Day
s grevence day as do depart
with weary eyes no less
fixed apon the morning sun
just as before the days test
amongst the distance the tides doth high
dance with the moon that rest
in my mind the time draws near
all thoughts of fear have left
nows the time to thank the lord
and take life to the next step
sorounded by a host of foes
fooling me no less
as the devil taunts me
with his bag of sin
this has no meening to me
this meening brought to an end.
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