Mornings, it seems, are for singing. The birds know this. There is a freshness of a new day which elicits a song. But what song will I sing? The song of the gospel, of course.
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Mornings, it seems, are for singing. The birds know this. There is a freshness of a new day which elicits a song. But what song will I sing? The song of the gospel, of course. The song which sings of the unfathomable riches of God's love and grace. The song which celebrates him, his sovereignty, his power. (2 Minutes/300 Words)
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