November 8, 2009

hmmm, that's good.


we give it up
the glass and the cup
the fights and the rights
to watch days turn nights

amongst struggles and plunders
alongside troubles and fumbles
the ball has been passed
to each his own to be grasped

love nothing but everything
the lives, brides are but chasings'
to the individual in the hat
to the king who's at bat

time and time again
we see The Man wash away sin
without regret we walk
to the passers who gawk

we're now given life
they now see the knife
the cuts without blood
the wounds filled with mud

'Glory!' we sing
to Him that we owe
nothing but all
and all we do sew

not led to temptation
but delivered from evil
'God thank you forever!'
be spread to the steeple, as long as I live.

"For whoever wishes to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the gospel's will save it." Mark 8:35

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