Biblical Lyric

Sacrifice is twice blessed with the nicely dressed, the linens, and the chests of wisdom and uncommon sense. The mice of men blend endwise and splice evil with the beatitudes. Christ wouldn't prize the priceless knights for deeds undone. In fundamental rights, the can-dos and can-nots rot with the ambidextrous wings of pompous lots. I see the needs and the needy giants swing freely for truth. I see the wants and seeds of nightly seas that drown pleas for rapture. In saturated hearts and beats the monks and weak speak of the almighty holler but pray for water and the right to drink. I think.