13_To Our Fathers and Their Posterity Forever
The pulse of life within my wrist / A fallen snow, a rising mist / There is no higher praise than this / And my soul wells up / O my soul wells up / Yes my soul wells up with hallelujahs. Oh praise Him all His mighty works / There is no language where you can’t be heard / Your […]
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