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Prompt: I serve the God of glory, Who spoke and stars took flight, Declared His name to Moses, A flame in desert night. Not bound by man’s tradition, Nor carved by hands of clay— His Word, alive and burning, Still speaks to me today. His mercy—onbeskryflik, Too vast for tongue to frame, Yet near enough to whisper The power of His name. He gave me breath and reason, He placed the choice in me; To walk the path of worship, And serve Him joyfully. All earth and I am groaning, For heaven’s song begun— Let justice roll like rivers, Let all things find the Son. I choose His will, His wonder, My soul in Him is free— The risen Christ, my anchor, Who reigns eternally. (Note; 24 images following the words of the poem above forming one cohesive whole)
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Gideon Brits

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