TOUCHÉ TOUCHÉ

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through the fields
and up on the hills
a man who happily lived
of no bother was he
nor his beautiful family
rich as they, as their soil..
his lands hadth by his hands
his fruit from harsh labor and toil
gathering of his cattle reaching
beyond what one can see over hills that horses pulled his heavy leads
and woven was their clothes from thy sheep, and meals with his family, times three.....
and these are the words they would say...to give to thy grace....

Dear Lord,
my king of heaven,
I give thanks to you
for these blessin's...
Thank you my Lord for my family
and the treasures you have gifted me
within your trust, ask I must,
please forgive me kindly,
for my human ways,
and may you bless these arranged plates,
to nourish our spirit to have the strength to continue to serve you, my Lord in our coming days... thanks be to God....Ahhh Men!!!

too shay too shay, I say...is
the fallen one
he who hadth came....to proclaim a scheme of one of many of his games.
Asked he of God's for permission
to take away from Sheppard whos name
is known as Jobe
but why, is what no one knows...
just to see if he would ever take
our Lord's name in vain
and... Samu..Ell... would be allowed to them taketh it all away!!!
if then would Jobe taketh our Lord's name in vain.....

ohhh nooooo..... ooohhhh OOooo

The losses of our dear brother
Shepherd Jobe endured... was way more...
than hadth God entended....
Death became, onto they of his wife, of family, and all he hadth labored,
and sickness onto came without shame.
growing by the day very ill,
and still!!
never did he place God to blame!!!....

To my Lord, in my time of need, I pray....
and are of these words is what Jobe say.....

Dear Lord,
my king of heaven,
I give thanks to you
for these blessin's.
Thank you my Lord for my family
even in their rest!
and the treasures you had gave,
within you I trust,
please forgive me kindly,
for my human ways,
and is that you may bless the rest of my days....and give me strength to continue - to serve you, my Lord in our coming days... thanks be to God....Ahhh Men!!!

too-shay, too-shay
the fallen angel, thee had came
to reep the loss of his game
for Jobe never did he take The Lord's name in vain....

too-shay, too-shay.....

given back to Jobe was a new day...

too-shay too-shay.....aaayyyyy ahhhh Ehyeh Ezem ahh I praise, To thee Lord....
thanks be to God........ahhh,...Men!!!!