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emulation
from psalms of the 21st century

Text by Nathan Howe

O Lord, Thou over cloud and king,
Father, Let Thy countenance shine in ours.
O Lord,
Thy mercy does not touch us daily,
But moment by moment,
Breath by unpremeditated breath.
Walking, trembling, into our Eden,
Through our Gethsemane,
We step - carefully
We step in Thy footprints
As children in snow.



©2006 Nathan Howe

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