Praise Thee
Praise thee dear lover,
pass me a sacred
drink of
salvation,
I am more inclined to
lift passion from
my soul with
adoration.
The truth between us is
more than a living
lie, let us
integrate,
There is no reason for
existence, if not for
you, love, not
hate.
Yorktown Disciple
Praise thee dear lover,
pass me a sacred
drink of
salvation,
I am more inclined to
lift passion from
my soul with
adoration.
The truth between us is
more than a living
lie, let us
integrate,
There is no reason for
existence, if not for
you, love, not
hate.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11452
Quatrain of Praise Thee - 11452 - Yorktown Disciple
Poem Sanctum
Passion
from
my
soul
from
my
soul
Yorktown Disciple
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