Pray His Lord Of, the Harvest
Receiving a text from another number unknown saying
What's up ? The most fitting as quickest, in absolute, reply
That we held was simply, 'Time:' multiple meanings unto lives
Days with worlds ? What did you go out into the wilderness to find ?
Standing afore these rulers nay myself no words shall speak; fiery a child
If be fact they hold ears which hear then, let them also see ? First bind his prince
Ancient but this moment then, We will spoil one's kingdom make straight the crooked
Paths tame their shrewd confuse it's lot climb such walls thus, set her heretics captives free....
Yet whom do you say that I Am ? Held Love's compassion sheep less, A Shepherd: softly, talitha cumi
Lazarus come forth, and speak to these bones ? We beseech thee, Son of God: gently, what is your name ? Legion.
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