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The Glory Of The King
In the city;
Delighted hands clap,
Jubilant feet dance,
Blissful voices sing,
Enchanted hearts rejoice,
Bowed knees revere,
Avid tongues confess
The glory of the King.
Outside the city;
Tormented voices wail,
Anguished hearts fear,
Bowed knees tremble,
Begrudging tongues confess
The glory of the King.
Delighted hands clap,
Jubilant feet dance,
Blissful voices sing,
Enchanted hearts rejoice,
Bowed knees revere,
Avid tongues confess
The glory of the King.
Outside the city;
Tormented voices wail,
Anguished hearts fear,
Bowed knees tremble,
Begrudging tongues confess
The glory of the King.
Published 9th Mar 2013
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9th Mar 2013 3:44pm
I Liked the idea behind this one, but in America I'm afraid that the city / country roles would probably be reversed. Wishing it was a tad longer too, much thanks!
Thank you. Yes, I have been thinking about adding more to it. I just haven't decided how I want to continue the poem. I had a certain thought in mind as I writing this poem...
