hallelujah
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I ruffled up my feathers,
And I looked at the stars,
Shining with their bowing heads,
As they brought bundles of wheat,
Supplying me with barley for
My 40-day journey along the
Mountains
Alone
climbing alone
sweating on hands
and burning in heart
under those morning gray skies
whose presence softly but rightly underscored
the rhythm and poetry filling my ears
Dear Lord help me see,
In you I find a way to breathe.
Lord help me to know,
Beyond a doubt I'm not alone.
Savior help me to feel,
That your love for me is real.
Savior help me to hear,
There is a sound that everybody knows
There’s a wave in the wind, someone who is heavy, brawny, grows
There's a story lurking, largely lengthy, hardly told
The day is cold,The sun's grown old.The sky is grey,I can't tell between the tears of the sky and the tears of my face.Yet, I will mumble under my breath,Hallelujah
