Friday, July 17, 2015
My Three Sons
SEIZE
THE
OARS
You came through us
By Christ’s own will
For Him our blood
We gladly spill…
Seize the oars!
Others cower
Others weak
Silly soldiers
A mess they wreak…
Seize the oars!
Melchisedech men
In St. Paul’s caste
Rise from the deck
On Peter’s Barque mast…
Seize the oars!
Predaceous barracudas
Fight, til your hands bleed,
Then throw them overboard
And steer towards the Creed…
Seize the oars!

