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Rick Swartzentrover
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01-25-2001
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When the stars fall from their place
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And the Sun flickers and fades
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When the Oceans breathe life no more
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And the moon no longer shines
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My Jesus will still be on His throne
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Pouring out love to those who loved Him
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When all of mans Humanistic Theories
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Are rejected as antiquated Fairy Tails
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When true science is completely known
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And Darwin’s monkeys is rejected
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My Jesus will still be on His throne
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Creating all things anew just like he did in the beginning
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When mankind has stopped worshiping sex
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And has learned what real love is
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When Abortion is known as murder of innocence
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And the executioners have but down their knives
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My Jesus will still be on His throne
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Cradling the little ones that man have mutilated
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When war is a thing no longer spoken
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And the spears have all become plowshares
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When pain is reserved for those who rejected
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And bliss is for those who surrendered
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My Jesus will still be on His throne
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Crying for those who refused to listen
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For He and His throne are eternal
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And are not subject to decay
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They are not contingent to mans beliefs
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And cannot be reasoned away
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For when time is finished
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He will just be starting
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