Hear now the song of Ascents; the summit beckons!

From across the Jordan, we saw the light of your face. Through the desert we saw rocks split open; a pool of living water became the burning sand. Now on the slopes of Zion, a wind blows from Eden; now blooms the desert crocus. Above we hear distant drums beating; their rhythm enthralls. “Behold now your feet! For I have made them like those of mountain deer. Hear now the song of ascents; the summit beckons!”

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