Welcome ππΌ to Flagg Street
In the end, this shadow is
but a small and passing thing.
There is light and high beauty
forever beyond its reach.
Find the light, and the shadow
will not find you. ππ₯π
Deep calls to deep
at the roar of your waterfalls;
all your breakers and your waves
have gone over me.
By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,
and at night his song is with me,
a prayer to the God of my life.
π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯π₯
πππππππππππππππ