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Throughfare in Peace
We sat with a dream And fully espoused the dawn I was alert to the day Rousing our own redeemed heart There were causes for the poor And a democratic wish To play our own In its part, we whistled and we knew A song of a story Of Christβs redeeming of
So we were over words And knew our faith had won In twenty short reviews The dialectic had won at last And it is written in the streets No fortune but Christ, Of our Father in Heaven, Saw us born unto Him For every flower of honest revoke We sat up as Christians
And in Godβs church, We remember tiny this: Jesus is Lord; Christ the King Forgiveness for all And saints waiting yonder
We are ahold of our dream, And all its parts It is therefore possible to know, Just as there the powerful, We won salvation At an early stage, Which is now
Glory to God in The Highest And peace to His People In Christ, Amen
βFor Jin Mingri