Only God Knows When To Take Away the Altar

A year: good, fair or bad has come and gone The fairy tale you tell may be touching Satan tried but no reason so to morn Of your past, it has not been that clutching Lord called and draw away you from the world Yet tough but thou search not of other way Of priesthood's challenges you've unfurled Humility cum your eon's hooray Though no where has defeats enough as grave Our eon may be cruel:somewhat paradise Wherever you are your father's ways have When the seed dies then, new life set to rise Rejoice of birthday and shout with laughter Cos for you-- DEATH Jesus holds and slaughter