Lyric Epic Poem
The gospel starts, a river flows,
Of silver, bright and ever pure,
The greatest song the spirit knows,
A legacy that will endure.
A kingdom grand, of sunlit gold,
Where riches flow like endless streams,
A story waiting to unfold,
A tapestry of hopeful dreams.
Our Lord is vast, a boundless sea,
His power mighty, deep, and wide,
He holds the stars...
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