The Pro City Prosody
Behold the city City on the hill Real is the truth that makes it so free Blazing in the sky roaring heart be still See with faith the light of destinies end Walking on gold floors ain't the greatest thrill Truth told humbly mopping on bended knee All tears could not afford thy presence fill Love without price paid in full did descend My greatest treasure became and found me City of truth where all do speak it too Pure language of love is God’s gift to you I am City where life always transcends River of peace flows like the sky is blue Look for that City before it begins
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2024
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