Rising Son (The Re-Birth Of A Nation) Comments

He stands tall. Among the billowing oaks and the northern pines,
Among the majestic redwoods of California, he stands tall.
In the foot hills of Virginia and the shadow lawns of the Allegany mountains and in the valley of the great Smokey’s; he stands there—there he stands.
And the world waits with baited breathe to see the right foot shod with the spat of promise rise and fall at his command. As he strides through a sea of thistle and straw, the wheat and tares that float by as he passes. The path is narrow, the gate is straight, yet he knows broad is the path and wide the gate that leads to destruction – and yet he treads onward.
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