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The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want The Lord of Love is an eternal Green pasture, he leadeth me to my daughters My daughters in the stars, they wait For us to arrive, the creations of the creations Surely goodness and mercy shall Follow me there, to build a house For my Lord, the Lord of Love Who brings peace and empowers All sentient beings to find their true Expression of God’s grace, that being The slow make of our evolution’s whim The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not stray I shall learn until I have no enemies I shall ride the stars until I discover A new home, and until the entire cosmos Is my familiar playground, we shall be then More righteous than these adolescent times On Earth where we squabble like school children Amongst ourselves in our little misbehaviours.
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
Psalm 22 - The Prophecy
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want The Lord of Love is an eternal Green pasture, he leadeth me to my daughters My daughters in the stars, they wait For us to arrive, the creations of the creations Surely goodness and mercy shall Follow me there, to build a house For my Lord, the Lord of Love Who brings peace and empowers All sentient beings to find their true Expression of God’s grace, that being The slow make of our evolution’s whim The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not stray I shall learn until I have no enemies I shall ride the stars until I discover A new home, and until the entire cosmos Is my familiar playground, we shall be then More righteous than these adolescent times On Earth where we squabble like school children Amongst ourselves in our little misbehaviours.
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Nov 2, 2014
Nov 2, 2014 at 11:04 AM UTC
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