The beauty of the waters lies at it's moving pace without boundary renewing day by day, moving as it's being led by the tides.
The river flows and it's been renewed everyday like sure mercies of David, I hear the spirit says, "let the river move within you, let the stream flow like the ocean finding expression at the leaping of the waves".
Move, o stagnant river, the bride says.
Let it gush out so a new one can come in.
The source of river cries, no one to hear him .
He saith,
When will thy beauty glow, o stagnant waters.
When will you come to life, o dead stream.
Thou art been corrupted and no one to drink of you.
Come and flow let me renew you that you may be as new like a bride ready to be given to her groom.
Flow and be renewed, o stagnant waters.
Tycoach
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