(Easter island image from here.)

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TUESDAY

…my eyes are not haughty;

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I walk with a purposeful stride

And people shuffle in my wake

Swaying at my turbulence

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Because nothing is impossible for this man of God

No peak will remain unclimbed

No valley unseeded

None of your puny walls can stand against me

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Why then Lord God

Would you mine my path

With these stumbling stones?