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God In A Wheel-Chair

My God sits forever, in a Throne with wheels,
Flaming fired wheels that talk with praising
Moving on command, competing with clouds
That stand on the ready for Holy feet
This throne, borrows light unapproachable
A fiery blaze, too spectacular 
God is an Invalid of His Glory!!!

My God from forever, reigns in these wheels
Flaming fired wheels that talk with praising
Moving on command, competing with none
Who can stand before Him on the ready?
His Throne, borrows light unapproachable
A fiery blaze too Spectacular!!!
God is an Invalid of Holiness!!!

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