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ArtistThe banks of a crystal clear stream the white troops rejoice. They carry palm trees with songs of victory, It doesn't look like tears at all. That's where I long for the blessed ones create Jesus and the angels. Down in the ground I still walk, Try to tire the leg. I saw the distant flickering of the crystal stream, My gaze rushes there. On the beach, it's a living tree of miracles, current is reflected from the film. There I can see the face of the Lord, in glory in its glory. Then I don't remember my tear trails, I just look at him alone. O Jesus, lead, carry, carry, to the banks of the crystal stream. There I renewed Kiel's thanks, twinkling there the kannel is ringing. Long gone are the days of my struggle, The Lord made everything new. I get the flow of life with its bright edges join in the song with the huge.
A tranquil scene featuring a person walking along a winding path by a lush river, surrounded by palm trees under a clear blue sky with bright sunlight. Nature's serenity is palpable.