Mountaintop Lessons
By moofman
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My lips are burning
with the coals from your throne.
My eyes are blind
from your light.
My tongue is tired
from singing your praises,
but I will
ever praise your name.
You are the Lord I praise,
I just wish I could only sing
of how great your mighty love is,
of how great your mighty love is.
This world creates a haze
that only you can penetrate.
You've grabbed my hand and walk by my side,
but I've got to trust you're taking me to the mountan tops.
I can't wait til that wonderful day
when I'll sit on those mountains
and have a nice chat with you
and we'll have a picnic.
We can talk about all the things you did,
to help me past my mistakes.
Or how you sent a son to live
then die then once more wake.
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