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The Keeper

Hear it wail. Hear it thunder.

How it fills our hearts with wonder!

This- the coming of the rains-

Flushing pipes and flooding drains.

Hear the wind with tyrant's roar

Bend the trees yet more and more,

And when the startled infants cry

See the lightning flare and die.

Let man run unto his tower!

What is man- amid such power?

With lifted chin and lofty eye

Man builds towers to reach the sky.

Yet still one wave of God's own hand

Can fell these towers to the sand.

They fall amid the flooding rains

In the valleys and the plains.

But safe upon the Mountain Rock

One Shepherd cares for His small flock.