A SONG IS UPON ME


I. Ordination A fragrant song is upon my soul, Like the sun upon a withered flower But my lips are tight to your pressing II. Manifest What's inside me is on rooftops and Honey mountains, and even distant birds love To gather in such places, where God is III. Idea A song for a million... Continue Reading →

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