Through the Gates of the City
That precious life in beautiful consonance
Where feelings and life are constant
The Alpha’s, the Omega’s children ingress into unity
We, meek, abased on our knees for his glory
With musical inflections and modulations
Bestowing him with praise
He has presented us with his overlay
Successfully, we have overcome the ill ones temptations
No longer having to fight to deny
The serpent’s fabricated meed
Here we graze the crown of thorns
There we sing a sweet, euphonious hymn
And devour our Lord’s fruit from the Tree of Life
Copyright © Chane'L Jackson | Year Posted 2006
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