En a royal garten
Of beads & strings
. . . the simplest of the simplest things
More than enough 4 the honest Soul
Whose choice desire it is 2 lie en the bosom of Abraham
And bask en the splendor of Grace
2 sit at the table of God,
Smell the truffle oil on his skin,
And caress his beautiful, star-lit face
V.S.
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