Work
There's always been work
Moses with his scythe
Jesus says he works too hard
Its getting harder
day by day
this need to prophesise
Open the garden gates
let in the holy spirit
give blessings
I can hear the garden talk
freshly mown lawn
with the blackbird
all on his own
speaking hallelujah again
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