AND THE SPIRIT BROODED OVER THE WATERS
LIKE A MOTHER HEN GIVING BIRTH TO A CHICK
SHE WOULD NOT LEAVE TILL IT WAS DONE
A SENTINEL
ALWAYS STANDING GUARD
THOSE WHO FEAR THE LAST COMING
WHO ANTICIPATE IT EVERY DAY
WHO QUAKE AT EVERY FALSE BUGLE CALL
DO LITTLE HONOR TO GOD
WHY WOULD ANYONE
LOVE A GOD
WHO HATES US
WHO DOES NOT REMEMBER
THE BROODING GOD
WHO WOULD SHELTER US
UNDER HIS WINGS
FRANK A VOLLMER
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