Oh dark
Mystery, praise
The Holy One who dwells
In incomprehension, lead
Me to
The heights
Where sight does not see nor ears hear,
All senses gone, the heart
Intact to see
My God
Oh dark
Mystery, praise
The Holy One who dwells
In incomprehension, lead
Me to
The heights
Where sight does not see nor ears hear,
All senses gone, the heart
Intact to see
My God
Lorraine this is grand,
Beyond all human understanding.
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Thankyou so much David.
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My pleasure, beyond measure.
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Bless you David, you understand
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Lovely 💛
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Yes, a dark Mystery. Truth.
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It is indeed. Thankyou
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