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Aug 2014
It was high in the hills
It seemed like a movie still
Yet the distinguished voice certainly fit the bill
I will continue on if you will
It was a very sincere voice
It was Heaven being the choice
The voice spoke being plain and simple
The instructions were move and be ample
The voice echoed from far away
It was God’s message in being a relay
My chosen one’s being the flock, but don’t astray
Your troubled heart is only a short moment
It’s put your faith too the test
Don’t expect anything less
Watch as your testimony confess
Keep praying and God will do the rest
God being on the mount and you as a believer in the count
A whispered voice
Clouds as your path
But our Savior don’t make last.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
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