TRIANGLE
The triangle, the three, the power of the triad, lifts us to be free.
Free from chains, from opposition, from any forms that go against thee.
The triangle, so sharp, like a spear that can make its mark.
The triangle, like an arrow, it points to its path and goes forth with all its might.
The triangle is built like a diamond in the sky, we look up and can see so many stars that light our path.
The power of the triangle, the three, the father son and spirit, lights us to be free.
The sons of the three, the sons of Abraham, we remember all things seen and unseen.
The battle of the divine, the one we were warned about, we pray that God saves us all.
The love we have is like our shield, it brings us closer to God each day.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always, we walk home.
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