| Montreux, Switzerland |
"That they may see and know,
may consider and understand together,
that the hand of the Lord has done this,
the Holy One of Israel has created it."
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| Wake dove, stretch your feathers, Worry not love, how far you could fall. Fly now, darling find how; A broken wing can feel the best to soar on. It's not the perch you've climbed to reach, But the broken wing that's made you meek; that's when He lifts you high. ... Sparrow trapped by a window, every resource spent for just one goal. It's not by work you find your escape, but in your defeat when you seek his face; that's when He lifts you high. -Downhere |
