Once this oak tree stood,
withstand the rains and day
Held it's arm wide and open,
thanked God and solemnly prayed
It witnessed the aging earth,
and saw its battles and wraths
But it also saw the birth,
of the covenant's sons
All of these withered with leaves,
as the modern winds blew
Once so majestic and tall,
stands in this world full of hue
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