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| In The Full Glory Of The Morning In the full glory of the morning, I awake beneath Your heavenly blue, a'light , alive in Your kingdom, Lord, empowered in every way by You. You are my King and Gentle Ruler, and I live a free man in Your land. Your subject, equal to all others on earth, from the mightiest to the smallest man. And I am but clay empowered by You Who gave me everything, forever to live, to breathe, to move, and to love in the glory of You, my King. copyright 2001 Roland Ricker |
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