The phrase "Clouds are His chariot when He flies" resonates through 1 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
Clouds are His chariot when He flies
...Th’unfathomed deep He makes His bed.
Clouds are His chariot when He flies
On wingèd storms across the skies....
Th’unfathomed deep He makes His bed.
Clouds are His chariot when He flies
On wingèd storms across the skies.
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