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Agape

Known as Nazareth,
An obscure hometown,
The Galian plains,
A hilltop that surrounds.
 
Like David,
With sling and stone,
Taking down Goliath,
He was all alone.
 
Below sea level,
Landscape by erosion,
The River Jordan,
A place God had chosen.
 
The Lost Ark,
The gold-plated chest,
No one knows where it is,
Do you want to guess?
 
The trumpet blasts,
A sound of arrival,
The Lord is coming,
It's very vital.
 
It's called Agape,
Or Christian love,
They mean the same,
When spoken of.


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