In case i am gone from this world
....in case the ceaseless flow of this blood
is not gone even when I'm gone to the lord
Son, take this sword
tis the endless truth and living word
that fastens grace to your umbilical cord
Never you be scared of floods,
neither of enemies near or abroad
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Cause fear is a thief
it steals every thing gathered in centuries in just a brief
buh to this word shall you cleave
even when the wilderness seems foggy like that of ZIV
My ancestors told me not to my son this word give
Buh to the yielding heart that trusts and believe
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In this earth, you have to lose your anxiety,
cause panic brings sobriety
the sound of their alarm seems rickety
because they are evil men that does wickedly
This word given you is velvety
Tis rough tho...but tis a purple silky
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