Tower of Babel
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Men who thought, they were above all.
Built a high tower, and it was tall.
For they said, "let us make a name for ourselves, less we be scattered abroad." But the tower to Heaven did not please God.
For with one language, they would not be restrained.
They could do anything imaginable, if not contained.
So, God had confounded their speech.
And they couldn't understand each others words, nor preach.
God confounded their language, and scattered them abroad.
And every tribe stood and awed.
And in each language they did sing,
"There is none like God, our King!"
(Inspired from Genesis Chapter 11)
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