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Isaiah 55:11, 12

I went out with joy.Peace led me forthand I heard the hills singing.As the songs from the mountainsechoed, reechoed and died away,there came a clapping of handsswelling into crescendo,sustained and maintainedby the trees, by the glad trees.With peace and with joyI walked the fields,listened to songs,heard the applause,knew the reward of living Love's laws.

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