Power to gain..

delayed..

the tears came with no refrain

I am shamed, nothing is My name,
but I am made great by His Holy Name.

Jesus is the new one, creation of new Sons.

dismissed..

by scientists.
realized the bliss.

to feast and pray.

to seize the day.

release the slaves..
in captive waterless graves.

and we say.

and we say we are great.

only holy glory goes to His name.

in that we can be great.

without the doubt, and shame.

to this world I don't belong.

few words are seen in song.

the herb relieved the bong..

the season of the heathen is off.
we love freedom and scoff at penalties of pleasure
in this loft.

the heights of God, inside Our heart.

the slight of Ours, by spite and powers..
political figures devour.

reasons for war shower us..
terrified of hours.

the time of cowards..

heroes in power, seen as zeros.
living with love in Our hearts is power.

repetition of power repeated being is the meaning
of religion, and Jesus is His Power.

loving peaceful kindness is Ours.

This world and all the people are Ours,

life, and death, and Cephas, Ours..

We are Christ's, and Christ is God's.

be the body of Christ for life find a place of light.