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Christian Ostergaard

"That Cause" (karaoke)

"That Cause" (sheet music)

That cause can neither be lost nor stayed

Which follows the course of what God has made;

And is not trusting of walls and towers,

But slowly growing from seeds to flowers.


Each noble service that men have wrought

Was first conceived as a fruitful thought;

Each worthy cause with a future glorious

By quietly growing becomes victorious.


Thereby itself like a tree it shows;

That high it reaches as deep it grows,

And when the storms are its branches shaking,

It deeper root in the soil is taking.


Be then no more by a storm dismayed,

For by it the full-grown seeds are laid;

And though the tree by its might it shatters,

What then if thousands of seeds it scatters.

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