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Let my voice not fall silent

black woman standing in green field with arms raised to the sky

Let my voice not fall silent until the end of my days.

How holy is the land we walk on!
Holy is this great earth!
Holy is our God of Israel!
Holy are the heavens!
Holy are the trees that tower over us!
Holy is the wind that sweeps through mighty valleys!
Holy are the stars so magnificently beautiful!
Holy are You!
Praise unto You, O God of Israel!
My words are broken, my lips fail to acknowledge You, I have sinned, yet You command us to return to You.
So I shall, no I must, praise You!
For without You I am nothing!
God of all my days hear my praises! 
Holy is the God of Israel!

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