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Up on the ridge of Georgia clay
A white block church of yesterday
The people walked up from the mill
To find the spirit on the hill
There is grace, there is salvation
Every heart finds a sweet release
There is healing
for the broken
In that house of grace and peace
The doors were wide,
the windows high
Singing songs under the sky
The spirit fell like morning dew
And made every broken vessel new
On the hill, the spirit fell
(Amen, amen)