Your glory,
Your glory is still waiting,
The world that hast an image,
This is your image,
That you are more than a hater,
You can see that love is from the Heavenly,
Whilst many can never separate Evil and Good,
My mission is never complete,
Your glory that is telling you never work more,
It was more like Information,
The world is your mirror in your eyes,
Picture that you can see me,
Burdens that is fighting Lord’s Creations,
Your glory that you will take me by the Book,
It was Written,
That you really meant to do what was me,
It was me who started it,
And you be shining in it for that Resurrection.
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