Wems Henry Temmy Psalm 62
Train my eyes
To travel plainly into skies
That I can get to see Miles
Yet to be covered in guise
So as to ease all heavy sighs
Give unto me Joseph's eyes for real
Unto which future respect and appeal
True sense of belonging yet conceal
The method and style owned to keel
The ordeal revealed yet unable to steal
Train my view of different perspective
A reliable gaze into the mind of Thy directive
That would work together with my detective
All season long for time to be effective
In its constant change so selective
Give unto me Moses' Faith's eyes
How wonderful God's real presence baptize
And gets him high that people couldn't analyze
The reason his eyes are fire-like dyes
Which make God's fear becomes idolize
Train my winks in order of divine need
Change according to plan from greed
To win struggle with souls taking heed
In your words and actions to lead
Dying souls away from hell in airspeed
Give me Joshua's gazing sight
That keeps on with the unrealistic fight
What seems senseless brings light
To people's lives surrounded by fright
Screaming loudly a noise in their might
Train my gaze at the map of Zion
A place of praises; each participant-- a Scion
Where worship electrifies souls than an ion
Where dwell evil lions bowing for the Lion
Who gives tongue of Hawaii to those never speak Hawaiian
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