And where are they now?
Our silent golden cows?
His swift and jealous arm has thrown them down.
Lift up your eyes, little ones.
Rejoice chosen sons.
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- I'm Lauren. I love the Lord. I'm a Northwestern College English and Psychology alumni. I like camping, airports, running, and anything associated with rhythm.
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