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River
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River Hiddekel
He said; “Go to
the river”
The great river, lift up your eyes, and there you
will see
A Certain Man standing, clothed in white linen
Waist band of gold, He’ll give strength to thee
His body like
the beryl, face as the lightning
As lamps of fire, so too His eyes
As polished brass are His feet and arms
And the voice of His words is as many cries.
Hear the voice
of His words, be in a deep sleep
Bowing your face to the ground
Your glory lay in dust where His hand can touch you
He calls you “greatly beloved”
(He calls you “greatly
beloved”)
You will be all
alone when you see this great vision
And you will be weak, no strength there will be
For your glory and honour will turn to corruption
Then you’ll receive power, when He strengthens thee
Hear the voice
of His words, be in a deep sleep
Bowing your face to the ground
Your glory lay in dust where His hand can touch you
He calls you “greatly beloved”
(He calls you “greatly
beloved”)
Be strong, yes,
be strong, yes
Be not afraid, peace be unto thee
Be strong, yes, be strong, yes
Let my Lord speak - for You strengthen me
Let my Lord speak -for You strengthen me
“Go to the
river”
The great river, lift up your eyes, and there you
will see
A Certain Man standing, clothed in white linen
Waist band of gold, He’ll give strength to thee
Hear the voice
of His words, be in a deep sleep
Bowing your face to the ground
Your glory lay in dust where His hand can touch you
He calls you “greatly beloved”
(He calls you “greatly
beloved”)
Hear the voice
of His words, be in a deep sleep
Bowing your face to the ground
Your glory lay in dust where His hand can touch you
He calls you “greatly beloved”
(He calls you “greatly
beloved”)
Written by Kim
Clarke
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