Long long ago
Rise up early in the morning
To the mountain you must go
Climb up to the very top
You must be all alone
Have your blank slate before you
Bow down before the throne
Bring the hewed out stone
The tables of your heart will do
He will descend like a cloud
His presence will cover you
His name you will proclaim
With you, God will stand
He is merciful and long suffering
Goodness and truth are in his hands
Based on Exodus 34
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