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A weather-driven working man
With sun-dried skin and calloused hands
His voice always gentle, his words always kind
He loved me like the pearl of great price
He said a granddaughter is the glory of this life
A sunbeam shining on my day
Summer was a Play time
Oh heal your wild wing and fly…
Trust is the healing balm
healing time has come
deep indigo Summer dreams come alive…
A moonbeam to dance upon
Summer is a silver silhouette
Oh head your wild wing and fly…
There is no one else to follow Lord,
All the kings of this earth are fallen,
Not one is free from deceit and greed!
The steeple bells do not ring of Your good news Lord,
Many shepherds have disregarded you as Truth,
Oh but there is a River of Strength that makes gladness
I will follow the gladness of your River for she is strong
she is unshaken by destruction and her water strengthens like honey
there is no other path to follow but she flows to your Throne
