you created me, you created this
and You. are. glorious. Glorious things are spoken of you.
you look at me and say,
"this one was born in Zion"
for the Most High will establish her.
the Lord records as he registers the peoples,
and he points to some and says,
"this one was born there. this one is mine."
and in reply, in gladness, in reverent Love,
singers and dancers alike say,
"all my springs are in You..."
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