Walk with me through the fields And rub the grains upon the stalks Wheaty is the fruit, and fish upon the beach With mustard and some salt.
I recline with You, at Your bosom And feel absolute Platonic love… The reaching for the highest goodness And I know You came from above.
Enjoy our company, You were a man You lived upon this Earth one day… The teachings man had taught Were not Yours or the right way.
You taught us to love our neighbor You taught us to obey our kings; Even if unto death, they say Yet You led Israel around in rings When man had seen You, first time In the deserts they did drive.
The second time, the second time, You were there crucified.
Why does man go so crazy When they see the face of God? Only the righteous can approach You And only the righteous do You give a nod. Thus, what was taught, I know not the sundry thing… Jesus, Jesus, Jesus Christ, You my soul, to heaven, brings.
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
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