I've made thee hinds' feet



I've made thee hinds' feet

So walk up the highest mountain you have seen

And with your new life - go break strife

With a rod that's pure and clean.

For no corruption, shall live within this place

Where ye now dwell.

I have a people to shine through

And in them - there is found no hell.


Bro and Sis Torango


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