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The people who walk in the dark, Will be seeing a light so bright; That no matter where they embark, It shall be blinding to their sight. The light will shine on those who live, In the land of shadows of death; As a means that helps to forgive, Before breathing of your breath. He will amplify the kingdom, As He increases happiness; Using His spiritual wisdom, Able to spread His blessedness. Happiness comes in your presence, Like celebrating the harvest; The feeling after repentance, Or you have completed your quest. He will break the yoke of burdens, The bar that bonds on their shoulders; All of the worries and concerns, Weighting them down like boulders. Every boot of a soldier, Are marching to the sound of war; Every garment to wager, To the one with the highest score. Blood filled garments burned in the fire, Which is being burned for the fuel; Allowing for a desire, From the coldness which has been cruel. For a child that has been born, Unto us a son is given; Living among us to sojourn, Whose home will be up in Heaven. The government will rest on Him, Prince of Peace as He will proclaim; Mighty God never feeling grim, Eternal Father as His name. His peace of unlimited growth, The throne of David and kingdom; He will uphold taking an oath, As Lord with justice and wisdom. Copyright © 2016 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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