Every beam of light another beam
Every filled-in vale a Terra seam
Which is used to build a higher house
Used to fulfill our Father's dream
And all the darkness does is sit and grouse
Without even the courage of a mouse
To defend itself when in a corner trapped
All it does is mumble like a souse
The prophets have the path to heaven mapped
And every ounce of grace has been tapped
And every eye by joy will have been dabbed
When He comes and we shall worship enrapt
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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