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Take Me to the Water
Where the mist fog lingers
upon the flowing river
A place where souls seek
redemption to deliver
freedom, our ointment
in form of pigment
applied by each of us
onto the blank canvas
Paint your portrait
Write your story
“For He draws up drops of water,
Which distill as rain from the mist,
Which the clouds drop down
And pour abundantly on man.
Indeed, can anyone understand the spreading of clouds,
The thunder from His canopy?
Look, He scatters His light upon it,
And covers the depths of the sea.
For by these He judges the peoples;
He gives food in abundance.”
Job 36:27-31 (NKJV)
upon the flowing river
A place where souls seek
redemption to deliver
freedom, our ointment
in form of pigment
applied by each of us
onto the blank canvas
Paint your portrait
Write your story
“For He draws up drops of water,
Which distill as rain from the mist,
Which the clouds drop down
And pour abundantly on man.
Indeed, can anyone understand the spreading of clouds,
The thunder from His canopy?
Look, He scatters His light upon it,
And covers the depths of the sea.
For by these He judges the peoples;
He gives food in abundance.”
Job 36:27-31 (NKJV)
