Glory, Glory, Hallelujah

I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
“As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal”;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on.

Truth Is Marching

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 His terrible swift sword:
His truth is marching on.

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 His righteous sentence in the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.

All You Can Eat Plus a Whole Chicken

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re all drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you’d better take your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel?

Awwww Yeah

Once again, perusing the NF forums, I’ve found something that brings a smile to my face. Also has anyone noticed the trend for CV talk everywhere? I wonder what started that.

Why Rehor is still the only reason I follow NF.

Other than what has already been stated in the past, I just now saw this.

That is all

277 Seconds You’ll Never Get Back

Like Celine Dion in 1996, “It’s all coming back to me now.”  “But,” like Mariah Carey in 1995, “it’s just a sweet sweet fantasy.”