The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want
He leadeth me into green pastures
The Lord is my shepherd
The Lord is my shepherd
Shall I see you again?
Imperia
Imperia
Imperia
One generation passeth away
And another generation cometh
But this earth abideth for ever
The sun also riseth
And the sun goeth down
And hasteth to his place whereon
All the rivers run into the sea
Yet the sea is never full
But to the place from whence the rivers come
Thither they return again
All things are full of labour
Man cannot utter it
The eye is not satisfied with seeing
Nor the eye filled with hearing
Imperia
Imperia
Imperia
The thing that hath been
It is that which shall be
And that which is done
Is that which shall be done
And there is no new thing
Under the sun
Is there any new thing
Whereof it may be said
See, this is new?
It hath been already of old time
Which was before us
There is no remembrance
Of former things
Neither shall there be
Any remembrance of things
That which is crooked
Cannot be made straight
And that which is wanting
Cannot be numbered
To every thing there is a season
And a time to every purpose
Under the heavens
A time to be born
And a time to die
A time to plant
And a time to pluck up that which is planted
A time to give
And a time to heal
A time to break down
And a time to build up
A time to weep
And a time to laugh
A time to mourn
And a time to dance
A time to cast away stones
And a time to gather stones together
A time to embrace
And a time to refrain from embracing
A time to get
And a time to lose
A time to keep
And a time to cast away
A time to reap
And a time to sow
A time to keep silence
And a time to speak
A time to love
And a time to hate
A time of war
And a time of peace
Imperia
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