Mike Reed Poet Ballad

Hidden In The Hollow

Hidden In The Hollow
                        Of His Blessed Hand;
Never Foe Can Follow
                      Never Traitor Stand;

Every Surge A Flourish
                        Every Strength Appear;

Afield To Blast With Hurry,
                                Touch The Spirit,
                                                      There, There, .... There!

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