How high is the mountain
We've to rise and climb above
As along it flows a fountain
Which springs up with God's love
To draw from where it bursts
We must believe that it is there
That it will quench for what we thirst
And, then, in haste we'll want to share
Studying the gospel is like- Catching a double rainbow; Each drop of wisdom reflects light- Hinting there is more to see and know!
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