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My heart is bursting with a new song; lyrics to my King erupt like a spring for my king, to my King my tongue is the pen of a poet ready and willing.
A pure stream flows - never to be cut off- bringing joy to the city where God makes His home, the sacred site where the Most High chooses to live. The True God never sleeps and always resides in the city of joy. He makes it unstoppable, unshakeable. When it awakes at dawn, the True God has already been at work.
And where does God choose to live!?!?! Oh yes!!!