Perched on the wings of faith
With sails set on the ocean of hope
Lost in the euphoria of celebrations
I pondered and wondered
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With my eyes fixed on the horizon
Looking for the hope non existent
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When the heavens and the earth blaze forth their trumpets
in humble submission to the creator who has no puppets
grand is his design and awesome are his comets
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WHERE IS THINE GREATNESS?
Greatness is a treasure...
Seeked in no small measure...
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THE LAST GENERAL
Like the rainbow
He drained the waters of our tears
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When the heavens and the earth blaze forth their trumpets
in humble submission to the creator who has no puppets
grand is his design and awesome are his comets
...