Proverb - Poem by ENOCH JOHN
Come my son, and hear a proverb
Spoken from the lips of experience
With the melody of wisdom
And a character honed in the fiery test.
That which is sacred is sacred
That which is blessed is blessed
He whom is chosen is consecrated;
So hearken unto the voice of wisdom
Who calls in the secret place.
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