Repairer of the Breach
Build up thy WALL,
repairer of the breach.
The enemy of thy soul is searching,
a gap within reach.
Watchmen upon the tower,
sound the call.
Keep your CITY from burning,
lest your city fall.
Enter through the old GATE,
the Lord's day is close at hand.
Guard your heart and mind from malice,
become a mighty warrior, make your stand.
O America the beautiful,
cornerstone strong.
A HOUSE made of straw,
will soon implode and fall.
Copyright © David Cathey | Year Posted 2016
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