Thursday, April 2, 2009

Poetry 165

Make The Truth Your Own
Make the truth your own
As if to you it was divinely shown
As if by you it is universally known
For universal truth is not made a clone

Mount Zion
When the flood comes in again
I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
When Jesus comes down again
I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
If it's not my blood I'm not gonna take it
If it's not my faith I'm not gonna fake it
But I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
When Jehovah takes down Babylon
When the flood comes in again
I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
When Jesus comes down again
I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
The truth will set me free
Even when faith makes you a refugee
Don't fear persecution or discrimination
It won't be there when you reach God's nation
When the flood comes in again
I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
When Jesus comes down again
I'm gonna head up to the top of Mount Zion
I'm waiting for the passing of Armageddon
Sitting on top of Mount Zion
Waiting for Jehovah's day to come
When establishes His Earthly Kingdom

Imagine Paradise
Imagine every shore without an oil spill
Imagine every community without a landfill
We could all be there in paradise
And moral awareness would pay the price

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