U2: 40 Poem by joseph vincent orlanda

U2: 40



I waited patiently for the Lord
He inclined and heard my cry
He brought me up out of the pit
Out of the miry clay
I will sing, sing a new song

He set my feet upon a rock
And made my footsteps firm
Many will see
Many will see and fear
I will sing, sing a new song

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