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There's a Church that stands between Dudley road and Clarendon , a Church with a foundation stone where time has eroded. It's  a. Capstone built with firm foundation , and a. King of Love  , who speaks out through written word has given his life for me , A. Crimson light , A   lampstand. Of Gold , with two olive trees flanked on either side , An endless stream of olive oil to keep the lamps light . Before me a preacher and  an uncomfortable truth . Behind the preacher lay a feast set for a King , That we may love him a little and pray we should with all our hearts draw near and love him more . Yet  how easely our lives become dissembled , and Integrity bought for a penny . Our beloved friends , Loves, quickly become Ghosts of our past , present and future For Loneliness. And fear flee , Forgiveness forever waltz with grace . Enginuity meet with the fire flys of our day , Dragons that unite this England , Fiery monsters that **** Englands green and pleasant land , and unite its people . An Iron Horse of steel , Pistons of smoke bringing hope And entegrity to these green fields of home .
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
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There's a Church that stands between Dudley road and Clarendon , a Church with a foundation stone where time has eroded. It's  a. Capstone built with firm foundation , and a. King of Love  , who speaks out through written word has given his life for me , A. Crimson light , A   lampstand. Of Gold , with two olive trees flanked on either side , An endless stream of olive oil to keep the lamps light . Before me a preacher and  an uncomfortable truth . Behind the preacher lay a feast set for a King , That we may love him a little and pray we should with all our hearts draw near and love him more . Yet  how easely our lives become dissembled , and Integrity bought for a penny . Our beloved friends , Loves, quickly become Ghosts of our past , present and future For Loneliness. And fear flee , Forgiveness forever waltz with grace . Enginuity meet with the fire flys of our day , Dragons that unite this England , Fiery monsters that **** Englands green and pleasant land , and unite its people . An Iron Horse of steel , Pistons of smoke bringing hope And entegrity to these green fields of home .
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
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