121. “. . . I didn’t know Russian so I didn’t know any word of the song, but I didn’t need to. The words probably didn’t matter. As Dmitry raised his arms and voice in praise and sang that song in prison he had sung in the morning for seventeen years, the tears began to run down both of our faces. Only then I began to grasp the meaning of worship and the importance of heart songs. . . .” ~ Nik Ripken
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