Open Door Oasis
That mercy falling from a blessing's rain
before the worth prodigiously complain,
my eyes on hope recycle toward explain
and set the water flowing to remain!
And that which dried my spirit, gain no more
and that which faked revere it, now abhor
this building up now near it ~ faith's restore
freedom's oasis . . . mercies open door!
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