Make of me a subject bound Cased in halls and hushed up sound On the rack is art in heaven Always hitting on all sevens
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Seven pillars handed down Make of me thy subject Lord Placed according to thy word Never inter crossed in heaven Always hitting on all sevens
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Seven pillars by thy sword One by one has ordered Flank to flank and facing forward Hanging by the word In chapter, verse and sentence heard
Cast one, kept his pets Cast two, steered the flock Cast three, plumes and pelts Cast four, birds of song Cast five, watching dogs Cast six, preying beast Cast seven, working horses One by one
Make of me a subject cast Pressed and kept being made by glass Every heart by seven heaven Always hitting on all sevens
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Seven pillars under latch One by one has ordered Flank to flank and facing forward Hanging by the word In chapter, verse and sentence heard
Cast one, kept his pets Cast two, steered the flock Cast three, plumes and pelts Cast four, birds of song Cast five, watching dogs Cast six, preying beast Cast seven, working horses One by one
1 thy and the lead companion [?] leopards with the bandits 2 are shepherds of the flock who teach in codes of eight by stock [?] 3 of pelts and 3 of feather, grace thy halls with silken [?] 4 for birds of song and hymn that chirp devotion by thy whym 5 in covers watch and wait, sniffin out the truth and straight 6 are beasts of prey that gnaw, explain the word with tooth and claw 7 working horses all thy mighty laborors till they Fall in line Fall in line Fall in line
On the rack is art in heaven Always hitting on all sevens Always hitting on all sevens Always hitting on all sevens