Once Every Day
The Lord work's wonders'
And yet,
His ostenation for
Deliverance is Near
Where his deeds' have
Impregnated it's yield
And the seeds of pastime's
Are soon to appear
Threw out the year
Ye shall know that....
Restoration is near
GF
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