I press on
Wind at my back,
Forward unto dawn
The mountain's steep
But I see light
The cold night chill
Turns to delight
Whethering cold
By fire inside
The torrent slows
As I abide
Then breaking forth
On mountain top
Bathed in glory
That will not stop
I praise my God!
My King and my Glory!
My wonderful Savior!
Crowned in majesty!
Halleluiah!
Praise him from night sky
To breaking dawn!
Praise Him! Praise Him!
All the day long!
Praise Him! All you peoples praise Him!
9-27-12
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