Cirque de Clowns Triste

When lawlessness slips its surly bonds

Truth does rally, surrounds, again it abounds

The greatest lie grows heavy, weights itself down

Broken, it tumbles under sad frowns, being the circus of sad clowns.


Why do the nations rage…

Why do the nations conspire

    and the peoples plot in vain?

2 The kings of the earth rise up

    and the rulers band together

    against the Lord and against his anointed, saying,

3 “Let us break their chains

    and throw off their shackles.”

4 The One enthroned in heaven laughs;

    the Lord scoffs at them.

Psalm 2:1-4

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