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Oklahoma Shall Stand


Just a little monster starts grief Just a little monster tears up earth This monster tore apart limbs It brought individuals, friends, families, and strangers more closely together. If you have seen this For God's sake, have pity man! Say a pray, give some blood Do not forget as I did and regret it The Sooner that has lasted on the great plains Will last on still They will find rest in each other as they always have They will read of Job they will be comforted God help, because some will not They will make it an Red and Blue issue Who cares at all? God does not. The Lord gives and the Lord takes away, bless him! Does this mean that I am fatalistic? Nay Whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved Sooners pray, Sooners will be saved. Pray for them! Comfort ye the people!
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