Levi Dickson

In the shadowlands

I stood upon the sand

I lacked understanding

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Holy One, I'm utterly amazed

Even all creation can't withhold their son of praise

As i fall upon my knees

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Dark were the clouds

That covered the sky

The ground began to shake

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There stood a tuned instrument

Ready for the Maestro' call

A stringed puppet and servant

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