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My sword, ,

An extension of self,

Every cell vibrating circulating,

Expanding pulsating.

 

The works of my hands

To grow and spread the Good news

Throwing seeds in the soil,

Faith with Works.

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For the soon ascendance.

The societal repentance.

Discern the season,

Grow upright,

Ascend in spirit,

Let your branches expand,

Flourish,

Be holy.

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Ahayah Bahashem Yashaya Wa Rawach