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In one city

Tatiana Moroz

I woke up to the sound of cars On this crisp early morning. A ray of sunshine touched the soul, It’s like she’s playing on the strings.

Under the window the birds are in major key at once They sang a sonata for my soul, Let me breathe some fresh air... Okay, That there are sunrises and sunsets.

Thank God for day and night, For a wonderful rest and morning, For the dawn that came exactly right, And for a home that is cozy.

Life is noisy in the city again, Starting in the morning there is movement. The Word of Life speaks to me From the pages of the saints there is encouragement.

God lives in this city That's why he doesn't lose heart. Kingdoms are collapsing... The king will die, And the Lord rules wisely in the city.

Gives His voice from heaven And the saints will hear Him. There are many miracles in this city, At least the wicked still triumph.

Putting themselves on display And in the madness of sin they are proud. The hour of repentance is approaching, When everyone will fear God.

In the meantime I pray again For the great awakening So that saving grace She discovered salvation in Jesus.

Let the city wake up from sleep And spiritual sleep. After all, God paid the price Too expensive for redemption.

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