am excited.
Think about what God must feel as he daydreams over the destiny of His bride FINALLY embracing him at the wedding feast.
Yours, Oh Lord, is the greatness.. the power, glory, splendor.
^I bet that verse was born out of some deep state of meditation. Oh Lyle.
I'm here:
"I'm not always on top of a mountain
You could find me in a valley
And sometimes I'm washed downriver
But at least I'm clean
And at least you're good.
At least you're good."
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