hallelujah
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Who keeps knocking,
the ever still heart keeps blocking.
The love once known,
so tender, so sweet has turned to scorn.
A heart once mild and meek,
has been opened to the devices of this world so week.
I hear the knock so still and yet am blind,
by the childish games that still hold the mind.
the ever still heart keeps blocking.
The love once known,
so tender, so sweet has turned to scorn.
A heart once mild and meek,
has been opened to the devices of this world so week.
I hear the knock so still and yet am blind,
by the childish games that still hold the mind.
