Blaring trumpets, insecure and vain,
Can’t carry us an inch along the way.
The vicious, vengeful ways of jealousy,
Are seen for what they are when Abba reigns.
I speak a way of shaking dust from feet,
And praying simply any time at all;
And letting the sun set upon our rage,
And leaving all who deal with us amazed.
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The Cap Tip Club - note to friends and followers
Can’t carry us an inch along the way.
The vicious, vengeful ways of jealousy,
Are seen for what they are when Abba reigns.
I speak a way of shaking dust from feet,
And praying simply any time at all;
And letting the sun set upon our rage,
And leaving all who deal with us amazed.
'via Blog this'
