In true praise is humility running
roaringly in blue cataracts
In true humility is jewels of priceless value exploding in luminous glory.
Come, let us stand on the highest mountain of humility and offer our praise to the Highest.
Come to the tallest tree with birds of praise and sing in nightingale voices to the tallest who planted the tallest tree on deepest soil.
Come with your loudest trumpets and trumpet to the Trumpet that deafens in total silence the loudest voice of the adversaries.
Jun 17, 2019
Jun 17, 2019 at 3:06 AM UTC
In true praise is humility running
roaringly in blue cataracts
In true humility is jewels of priceless value exploding in luminous glory.
Come, let us stand on the highest mountain of humility and offer our praise to the Highest.
Come to the tallest tree with birds of praise and sing in nightingale voices to the tallest who planted the tallest tree on deepest soil.
Come with your loudest trumpets and trumpet to the Trumpet that deafens in total silence the loudest voice of the adversaries.
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