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| raul |
earth, feel, climbing. reaching. seeking. communion through the wind. taste the breath of the Father in the cool night air. hear His call - a whisper through the trees. Land locked in a prayer lifts like newfound song. Feeling fleeting, hoping dreaming. Can I stay? Should I go? can life remain this far below? with beauty reaching for all Feeling fleeting, hoping dreaming. My God so big - His creation small. a duty to explain it all to a world that plugs its ears to truth while truth - sweet truth, remains the truth. Looking up while looking within the stars echoing BRIGHT! BRIGHT! BRIGHT! i grin. The whole entire race to go and even when I start to slow He lifts me up. I always know the hope I had i'll have again - it's tender call landing on a heart bent on feeling fleeting, Hoping dreaming. And into Abba's arms i go... |
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