Nobody knew who started the thing
But wherever one went, another would bring
An additional idea, to add something new
And the spiralling vision so rapidly grew.........
A city high
To reach God’s Heaven
And touch the sky
Through the crowds
The plan to build
By self-made might
And purpose skilled
To far surpass
That may crumble fast
The great dimensions
So to claim
With names inscribed
For all to see........
Nobody knows one identity,
No name is recorded for any to see,
No-where is left one drawing, one plan,
No fine measured scales of e’en one single man.
Lord, teach me to measure the days that you give,
Teach me and show me the right way to live,
Only one life, and how soon that will pass
Teach me, what’s done for Jesus will last.
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