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Lying down watching diamonds water on the shore
The river makes glad my soul in honor of its Lord
Crisp and clean felt sentiments gather on my tongue
To thank the Son of praises won new land which has become
The home of loveless pilgrims wanting rest from perils great
Is where I land a solstice grand open wide the flooding gates
Trees with leaves of truth to nourish broken consciences
We gather far with morning stars to hear the blessed bliss
Sun and moon in orbit do move at His request
The sand which lines the shores of time are gathered in His chest
Purpose laid bare and no one spares a second question
For all is seen and all is well in heavens recollection
Written by Kile Jones
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