Solid as Rocks,
Deeds as Perfect as morals,
Yea all my ways Sinatra are just
As saints are faithful to Allah, god,
Never again Never false,
True and upright as thee
Children's of world
Unworthy of ye,
Crooked perverse generation
Baseness play theirs, has ye false
Do you thus requite the Lord,
O dull witless gentiles? People?
Creator who you fashioned,
And made you endure
Remember the old days
Ask you confidante, ye will inform
Lords Portion his people
Jacob allotments of own
when the most high
Of nation set indoor homes
Elders will tell you
After ye set the divisions of amends
fix boundaries of peoples
Empty howling waste
Nestling who rouse like a eagle
Determine as devoted
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