I lift my head...thou art...thy wondrous sky...heaven's own...light of G-d...I scan down to the towers built,city squares....to diamonds on the waters. Bridges I cross from strong hands. I stand now, rock high on the blowing grasses, free I've come, still near yet the blossom, foreground to perched bird,to root and shadow...be still and know...thy gentle paths.
I lift my head...thou art...thy wondrous sky...heaven's own...light of G-d...I scan down to the towers built,city squares....to diamonds on the waters. Bridges I cross from strong hands. I stand now, rock high on the blowing grasses, free I've come, still near yet the blossom, foreground to perched bird,to root and shadow...be still and know...thy gentle paths.
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I lift my head...thou art...thy wondrous sky...heaven's own...light of G-d...I scan down to the towers built,city squares....to diamonds on the waters. Bridges I cross from strong hands. I stand now, rock high on the blowing grasses, free I've come, still near yet the blossom, foreground to perched bird,to root and shadow...be still and know...thy gentle paths.
I lift my head...thou art...thy wondrous sky...heaven's own...light of G-d...I scan down to the towers built,city squares....to diamonds on the waters. Bridges I cross from strong hands. I stand now, rock high on the blowing grasses, free I've come, still near yet the blossom, foreground to perched bird,to root and shadow...be still and know...thy gentle paths.
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