Luddite Catholic Church

He picks up the trash 'cause he's upper class Looks in the bins to find treasures within When ever he's hungry he looks for a feed in the trash cans 'cause he's an upper class man She looks in the trash cans 'cause she's an upper class womb-man God takes care of her She doesn't worry or curse Looks for what she will find something someone left behind 'cause she's the upper class kind .

a prayer to the Lord whom presides over and above The Lord of blessings whom comes gently as a dove A light across your' shoulder A weather we shall over A season and a time to rest and then harvest For we have come in to  the fields of the Lord At rest and at play to reep the yield .

On safe ground forever more Torn apart the curtain for us to be certain that this was the Son of God That leaves grew on the rod The branches have been cut The doorway shut until the coming of His righteousness That He may Judge All weak and heavy laden will be relieved of burden   Torn apart the curtain that we may be certain that the light would return to the ones whom did not spurn the message clear to all whom Loved and didn't fear The Saviour of all whom believe That they would recieve Him That they would Love Him and be with Him on Gods' Celestial Shore .

is grand to set foot and make a stand cast asunder all your' demands For we are talking to a 'man Made in flesh  Clothed in Light A pure soul no darkness in sight Love beyond death Whom reaches beneath All we can see All we wanted to be Like a dove flying low past arrows and bows Whom makes the perch Whom fulfills the search .

to percieve to come to believe in ones and threes in birds and bees Bow low  get on bended knee for the day has come to be set free All shall know the clouds will shower rain and show Everything made right in sunny day light The moon over shadowed The shephards' delite So rest and wait tight Wake and watch over night .

a close watch over his His heart a tight reign over his woman and keep His word above the prettiness of charm Like a stream of Living water flowing free for all to partake giving Life to all great as an elephant or small as a gnat .

the litter and scraps For every little matters For the smallest thing in every world is known and cared for For God made perfect worlds The smallest litter is vital The lesser child shall be the fathers'  pride and joy And the mighty shall be brought low Pick up where you left off Regained by salvation Every stopping point and station shall be yours' Do not argue or toil under Loves' labour lost There shall be no accounting of costs The Kingdom is for all not to anger or thrall Made right and picked up from a Fall  .