You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance;

You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.

I´m about to burst with song;

I can´t keep quiet about you. God, my God.

I can´t thank you enough.

(Psalm 30:11+12)

 

Songs, Texte, Gesang, Gitarre, Bass, Didgeridoo: Clinton Campisi

www.clintcampisi.com

Mixing: Markus Friedrichsen


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