Merciful God
My soul worships the deity present among us...
Oh Merciful God I so humble upon your presence, immortalized for all eternity on my knee's where I praise and glorify upon your Sanctuary...
King of King's divine upon his beauty, with hair white as wool and when his eyes inflamed like fire met with me I trembled...
Upon his burnished brass feet I fell as a voice of many rivers spoke and peace came upon me...
Enlightened though I walk through the Valley of Shadow of Death I fear no evil...
Marching focused forward towards Mount Calvary where I shall stand tall and await faithfully, until the end of time I shall Praise Thee'...
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