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Faith Healer
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Faith Healer Come singing in your chains, Sweet Daughter. Dance, yes. All the light-fingered artisans of sacrilege, of wishful thinking who failed, all the goat-footed heretics crying for a High John the Conqueror root, now here you are, dear child, naked facing God. A laying on of hands. Yes, walk out of the grave whole. Blood on the thorns. Vox & ossa. You're here, girl, to obey His design in the flesh. I plant a kiss where it hurts. Trees walk forth. Throwaway your sticks & lean on Jesus. Touch my hand, touch my hand! 6r from Copacetic ...