whence cometh
the purpose of life?
eating well?
casting of lots?
being strong?
being swift?
being wise?
being rich?
cometh by chance?
a single simple
toil of obedience
to the Almighty
Creator
of Heaven
of Eden
Showerer
of favour
to them
in the dungeon
in the den
in the cistern
in the oven
in thence cometh
in the purpose of life
courage my soul
guard my heart
in your Almighty Creator.
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