Suffering Violence
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Suffering Violence
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As these men went away
There was things they suppose to know
What did they go out into the wilderness to see?
A reed swaying in the wind? Hold on my friend
A man dressed in soft clothes? Do it again
Look, what did you want to see?
Those who wear soft clothes
Are in kings' palaces
A prophet?
I tell you, and far than a prophet
Hey, what did you go out to see?
Look, I am sending my messenger agead of You
I assure you no one is greather than He
From that days until now
the Kingdom of Heaven has been suffering violence
A reed in the wind. Hold on my friend.
A man in soft clothes. Do it again
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