The month of june has gone too soon,the days that came,and now have gone,on some the sun had surely shone,the month went by that's thirty strong,seven is a number we may call it a week,
but day,by day may be like a twenty four hour play,a change of scene may include a dream,through an unbroken theme;a restful
break from the day's intake,action's tell how words had fell,
a simple one sit by a well,GOD'S OWN SON;would some water take,
when a Lady came to draw,THE GOOD LORD,had told her all her past HE SAW,OUR MESSIAH THEN,can change our way,by what HE ALONE will
say to-day;amen i pray.
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