Fourteen lengths of years combined
With three fold cords in one’s own mind

Purposed threads right through the eye Appropriate closing he can not deny;

What can be said when it is done
What about the race that each has run

With brightened sky or even darkened moon Should then the result have come too soon;

There is a void in the darkened mind
That holds a grip on every one of a kind

To be released when The Word is come
Then The End will bring where He is from!

Prepare Your plate upon The Dinner Table
For The Feast of feasts of him who’s able

Jest not in word or in single action
as the time is come for satisfaction!

When High upon The Throne appears
All below will be then filled with tears

But, Wait, Look, Can You not see
All the kindred who have been set free

Come Now, Rejoice, Be One to Join
The Family United, One of His Loin

The King Is Come - We can see His Face

His Proclamation - IS - His Own Place

He has Purchased With Blood The Right to Call

His children home before their fall

So when The Rain can be heard no more
Lift Your eyes to Heaven, You who’s poor

The One Who is holding The Golden Key

Is The One and Only that You must see!

29/11/2004 ©#7004 2510 0000 3831 3302
24/11/2004 ©#743691-0081-103350

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