Take great notice of the lowly minded ones
Depressed bowed down with guilt of sin, ones
For every valley shall be exalted,
Every self-important mountain and hill levelled.
The crooked shall be made straight—
The humble their share of love shall conflate
Look again at His stone rolled-aside how it lied
Isn’t every valley raised-up—elevated?
Those that comfort themselves will be humbled
Their pride brought down annulled.
The burial grave how righteous it is, Jesus, rose!
Elated our hearts form their shadowy woes.
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