Saturday, January 4, 2014

Rendered

Rendered unto thy tabernacle
Full speech and
Occupation Friday others
Stride
Your existence
Body to sit there about the orbit
They
Take as their proof as critics
Towers and coughing anchors
Minds they halt and lame
In exultation surrender
Always known
Common knowledge
Give
Up every concocted hope
Peered into across and away
Let
Go of all children row upon
Row
Render unto hatched body talents
Whatever one was worth in the
Bright twelve lord unto kingdom
Unto
Strong possession sense into leaning
Up and beyond plural is the
Maker of the song
Better in a sense than any ghostly
Meaning
Inside they would like to
Know how and when
Render every power and
Then he will
Send you
What arrives with
The day it is needed
Will be done.

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