The four horses graze in the field,
As the mist forms after the storm.
The crickets chirp welcoming the night,
As the birds sing good-by to the day.
The hustle of the day settles,
As the light of the sun starts to fade.
The peace comes to the city,
As I praise the Lord for this evening.
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