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and my guard comes down and my erudite pride
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I stay awake and try to find some way to honor--to express what my eyes see, these windows the King speaks of,
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You are heady wine to a light drinker I find myself quite overcome
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My heart has dwelt too long in the mountains Clung to the mountains, made war with the mountains
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This is what I saw:
I saw Yeshua standing at the gates--must have been at the gates of His Holy City,
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You are the sweetness of my favorite drink, like coffee spiced with hazelnut
You are the feeling of silk beneath my feet
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E A2 E A2
In my mind, I am searching for You
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Sweet holy GOD,
You moved and worlds were created
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I heard heaven opened up and crying
Wailing with screams unheard on earth
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Do you think He will want some sweet tea?
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I ran with my brother in the field
We heard our friends singing.
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He's the kind of guy who wants a girl
Worth waiting for, the kind of girl
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"Ruach," wrote the writers then
Spirit, breath or whispered wind
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All that is in me
Assails my forehead
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My great grandfather, my dad used to say
Would run the trot lines every day
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i am a who?
rather--what is my worth?
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breakfast this morning
was matzah and chai
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Even though
Vivo en Mexico
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For You Are With Me!
Your love for me is calm and fantastic
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thank You for being
proud of me
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