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Lord, lead me to a higher place.
Lord, lead me to the mountain
Where blossom, grapes and olives do not flourish,
No cows in the shed, no sheep in the fold,
No grain is found in the field.
No grain.
Where blossom, grapes and olives do not flourish,
No cows in the shed, no sheep in the fold,
(1〉 But the Lord is
(2〉The Lord is my strength,
He will make my feet like deer’s feet,
He will make me walk on my high hills.
On my high hills.
(Paraphrased)