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HOLY TROUBLE
Holy trouble – blessed trouble
Calculate my times upon the fair
Holy trouble – lovely trouble
But break the sounds of nicest days.
Holy troubles – my quarrels common
Appoint for me my minstrel now
Holy trouble – healing trouble
And change my fountain's bitter taste.
Holy trouble – fleets of arrows
The children weep – their mothers pray
Holy trouble – suggest of it:
To bless the meal some other day?
Holy troubles – winds sweeping bicycles
And meet my needs Oh Lord, I pray!
Holy trouble – chalks-drawn trouble;
My foremost thought set in its fair.
Holy trouble
Share the air for help – don't hurt a man
Holy trouble
Toss Tarshish ships of satisfied men
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HOLY TROUBLE
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