The Stirring of His Water
In a pool of clear water.
Look what you can see.
Walking on the bed of the waters shore.
As sure as you can see!
The waters of his word, the waters of his blessed!
Come pouring forth from the embankments!
And people are walking and saying he's blessed!!!
Whatever is your problem.
Whatever it is he says rest!
When it is your time I will rise up
and you I will bless!!
You will know when I am stirring
and waiting for the rest.
But when my foot touches the water
nothing will keep you from my best!!
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