Numbers 13:23
When they came to the Valley of Eshcol,they cut down a branch
with a single cluster of grapes,which was carried on a pole by two men.
I stand on a grassy cliff precipice of Mount Nebo.
Im overlooking a plain of fertile grasslands near
the outskirts of the promised land.
Only I dont want to die here like Moses with a fading glimpse
and not be able to posses the promised land God has prepared
for those of sound faith.
O how I want to cross my Jordan into that good land God
will not only show me,but lead me into when I cross that
border holding Fathers right hand.
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