The Mustard Tree

The First one who comes 					                      
In humble silent strength  					                   
Jesus is the fist and last     					           
Beginning and the end    					                    
Let there be the amen 					                 
New new peace’s King            						
								    
A little one rejected  							  
The cornerstone of all creation    						    
Praise YA praise YA halleluyah   					              
Yasha-shah Yasha-shah                   					 
praise God  praise God  					                  
God saves God saves 						
								
							                   
The last one bearing the name 				                                      
Of true covenant of God                                                                                                  
Life’s seed the righteous tree 						  
The tree of life bearing fruit there of     	                   			   
All twelve nourished by the thee  					    
Wisdom to Love he reigns above            					
								    
A small seed that was   						  
The vine that is                                                                                                            
The tree to come     							   
So it is it is so
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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