Transfiguration
On the mountain top
He was glorified
His body and clothes
Dimmed the sun
Clouds descended
With Heavenly citizens
Who spoke with Him
We wanted to build
Three new churches
For each of them
But a voice of waters
From within the cloud
Humbled us completely
It exalted the Son
The clouds and citizens
His brightness left
And we followed Him
Back down the mountain
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