Rotse op mekaar gepak
Tot daar waar die son gaan sak
Tot aan die hemel se blou
Waar ‘n wolk sy arms om hom vou
Trane wat oor sy wange spoel
Tot in die soutwater poel
Blyplek vir ‘n duisend of wat
Goggas wat werk dat dit so spat
Maar vir jou en vir my
‘n Kunswerk van God aan ons gewy
L.C.J. Engelbrecht
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