Like a dead leaf that rolls along the ground,
Driven by a wind that wanders round and round,
I see my heart, with edges cut and curled,
Like a dead leaf that ‘s driven without a sound.
Green faded into red, and red to brown;
Life to decay, and death the latest crown!
So is my life, and lacks the heart of power
Here to lift up the god that ‘s fallen down.
Alas! why, in the days of mighty Jah,
Did I pull down thy pillars, Asherah?
Ba
(Philip Henry Savage)
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