Prayer Mountain
The place where I felt safe
The place where I felt his presence
For the first time.
The brothers and sisters I met.
We come together
To worship his holy name.
We sing like never before.
We experience the goodness of his love.
Our soul will never stop singing.
We will never stop singing.
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