a lot of countries
are going to realize
what working 12hr shifts
6 days a week feels like
to survive
fuck them fuck them all
no sympathy here
time to get off uncle sams tit
a lot of countries
are going to realize
what working 12hr shifts
6 days a week feels like
to survive
fuck them fuck them all
no sympathy here
time to get off uncle sams tit
frogs are the tigers exterminators
i cant do anime kid shit
off to the filter
i would rather have my wife
look over my shoulder
and see a pair of Greta fakes tits
on my screen
than some japanese cartoon
of a young girl wearing cat ears
FUCK THAT
i said FAKE
>>24359934
Jim's gonna lose his shit
over that one
he's stopping the arterial bleeds
nigga
the juggler
the female oral
the breakeall
nigga fixin it dawg
we be a'ight
patchin that shit up
we comin up homie
did a nigga steal your chick bro
prime numbers
the bartender sez…
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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Author: Julia Ward Howe (1862)
Tune: BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
CCLI Number: 24133
Published in 603 hymnals
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BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC
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1 Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of zhis terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Refrain:
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
2 I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read the righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on. [Refrain]
3 He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of all before His judgment seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on. [Refrain]
4 In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me;
As He died to make us holy, let us die to make men free,
while God is marching on. [Refrain]
member singing this in 3rd grade
1978