Great Expectations

The Manchild

“But he was caught up to the 
throne,” 
     How precious are the words; 
For God does surely know 
His own— 
     Those whom with truth 
He girds 
Shall mount on high—none 
shall deter 
    Their flight from sill 
to sill; 
On walls they run—o’er 
fortress sure— 
     They leap to do His will. 

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