The poetry of life
each beautiful day
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the winds whispers
we say our prayers
our lord listens high up there
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he casts an eye over you and me
he judges our deeds
on what he doth see
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if we have done good
he answers our prayers
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if we have done bad
he closes his ears
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he listens in morning
he listens at night
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just becuase we cant see him
doesnt mean hes not there
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high up in the heavens on his mighty chair
on his throne
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he sees everything down there
one day he will visit you wait and see
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the earth will tremble
when he speaks to thee.
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the bible is life
he wrote for you and me
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his words his law our life story.
