Glory be to God on High!
Glory be to God on high! He's brought us all the blessingsWe were promised for maintaining faith. The waters flow.
They're clean and clear. The lambs and foals are in the fields,
And grain is heavy on the stalks. Our sons and daughters
Thrive among us. He has brought us paradise, and all He
Ever asks is that we slaughter those who worship
Other gods.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2017-12-26 at 13:20
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