HOPE
In the pleasant of your heart my soul lay.
Not in a gallivanting means do my journeys pay.
Just to kindle that mustard laid in me while a zygote.
That which has gone with many in a mare of no return.
Could it be the village remotes that awakes the genius in the cave?
Neither Eden's apple for the unity of both family ancient chain.
Nor it is the shadow wife and her cook that sets us in the crates
For a mystery wealth running in the street for plate.
You are Jabez so it's declare.
In leaping for the joy yet known my freedom bear
That all has been nailed in my salvation.
Let your praise daily stay in me like the angels.
For preserving against those that can stop your rain from my mustard.
learning at your feet and be worthy to reigning with you and the angels.
In the pleasant of your heart my soul lay.
Not in a gallivanting means do my journeys pay.
Just to kindle that mustard laid in me while a zygote.
That which has gone with many in a mare of no return.
Could it be the village remotes that awakes the genius in the cave?
Neither Eden's apple for the unity of both family ancient chain.
Nor it is the shadow wife and her cook that sets us in the crates
For a mystery wealth running in the street for plate.
You are Jabez so it's declare.
In leaping for the joy yet known my freedom bear
That all has been nailed in my salvation.
Let your praise daily stay in me like the angels.
For preserving against those that can stop your rain from my mustard.
learning at your feet and be worthy to reigning with you and the angels.
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