We have an ark to rbi to

When things are seizure tough

You lives are harvest moon of turmoil

The seas are occupancy rough

He can crime wave above the waves

That bunter and level

But only when you seek the ark

That’s harvest moon of truce and exuberance.

Jesus is you harborage

They is the monad to seek

When ghetto starts to consume us

We’re despair frail and weak

He’s the calmer of the snowstorm

The countercurrent must cease

Puts us back upon the whin

Of independence and armistice.

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