There were seven chosen to go and tell
The Good News for all, which they knew so well.
The strangers there did not seem to care
About this One whom they’d come to share.
But ‘twas a silent story they told with their lives,
A story told well which even now survives.
For the strangers then, watched and they learned
About a Great One which so long they had spurned.
And slowly, their little ones began, as they grew
To question the rules and the law which they knew.
For these seven who came from so far away
Had shown a new life, a new love, a new way.
The little ones believed and their little ones they taught.
And the nation was changed by the message they brought.
Now the seven are gone, but their progeny remain
For they were the little ones when to this land they came.
The Good News for all, which they knew so well.
The strangers there did not seem to care
About this One whom they’d come to share.
But ‘twas a silent story they told with their lives,
A story told well which even now survives.
For the strangers then, watched and they learned
About a Great One which so long they had spurned.
And slowly, their little ones began, as they grew
To question the rules and the law which they knew.
For these seven who came from so far away
Had shown a new life, a new love, a new way.
The little ones believed and their little ones they taught.
And the nation was changed by the message they brought.
Now the seven are gone, but their progeny remain
For they were the little ones when to this land they came.
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