Dark Poetry #4 |
Tower of Babel |
green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
I've got a castle in which I dwell The walls climb the sky around me The workers are so many Yet we need more Canon watch the fall God scatters them all I don't know the language of the wiser tongue Christian love from God's hand above But I'll enter by faith, because surely my key is not of works Have these words Jesus Let them play the way they ought Even if my face is struck I'm alright because I believe in you Teeth of the serpent; work of the proud The Devil is brewing his tricks to do Even the slightest and little bits that kill Love does not lie or deceive, but shines brightly and true When the chain that holds my wallet |
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