Psalm 87 Poem by Frank McEleny
Psalm 87
O city of God, O city of peace
Your fame spreads far and wide
And those who were born outside the gate
Have no been re-born inside
At the center of the city beats a burning heart
And deep within reside the King
And with our voice we shall rejoice
And of His glory we shall sing
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: city
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