Early He came, eager, He sought

and found a house of evil blend

where sinners grubbed for gain of men.

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the fruit the tree had never brought

No prayers or silent worship wend

up to God from this robber’s den

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outward green as empty as rot

He drove them out in wrath and then

so patiently God spoke to them.

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He came to glean; His own were naught

and so in sorrow He’ll begin

to start the pain and bring an end

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Now desolate. A barren lot.

But mountains move with each Amen

and God brings life from death again.

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