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Rev. 21:10 "And he carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain, and showed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God,"


Have you been to the High Places,
The High Places…with our LORD;
Stood upon those mountain peaks,
So very close to our God?

Then, you know the feeling,
Wishing that others…too;
Those down in the valley,
Were able to see the awesome view.

How can we ever tell them,
The view from way up there;
What better way…to go down,
Our testimony…share.

To leave the High Places,
A sacrifice…it would seem;
Unless…of course…He sent us,
For this has always been His theme.

Like a stream…flowing down,
Nourishment…to others…bring;
As He's done for us…our,
Lord of lords and King of kings.

Softly the start,
Over rocks…downward dropping;
Other streams begin to merge,
Together…they are flowing.

Now, a widening river,
Coursing down and down;
Small boulders taking with it,
Now, it's rushing towards the town.

We've been to the High Places,
We've a lot to share;
Our enthusiasum mounting,
We want to show others that we care.

This river…many tributaries,
Now, flowing together…as one;
Flows out..across the countryside,
To parched land…it does come.

The Word of our Testimony,
Spreads across the land;
Like a river…bringing,
Spiritual nourishment to the land.

We have an obligation,
To pass on…what we've received;
To tell the Good News,
That others, too…may believe.


Dec. 21, 2000

Aimee Love

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