| Was God smiling
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| When He spoke the words
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| That made the world
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| And did He cry about the flood
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| What does God’s voice sound like
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| When He sings, when He’s angry
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| These are just a few things
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| That the angels have on me
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| Well, I can’t fly
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| At least not yet
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| I’ve got no halo on my head
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| And I can’t even start to picture Heaven’s beauty
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| But I’ve been shown the Savior’s love
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| The grace of God has raised me up
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| To show me things the Angels long to look into
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| And I know things
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| The Angels only wish they knew
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| I have seen the dark and desperate place
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| Where sin will take you
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| I’ve felt the loneliness and shame
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| And I have watched the blinding light of grace
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| Come breaking through with a sweetness
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| Only tasted by the forgiven and redeemed
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| Still, I can’t fly
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| At least not yet
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| I’ve got no halo on my head
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| And I can’t even start to picture Heaven’s beauty
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| But I’ve been shown the Savior’s love
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| The grace of God has raised me up
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| To show me things the angels long to look into
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| And I know things
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| The Angels only wish they knew
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| And someday I’ll sit down with my angel friends
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| Up in Heaven
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| They’ll tell me about creation
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| And I’ll tell them a story of grace
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| Well, I can’t fly
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| At least not yet
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| I’ve got no halo on my head
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| And I can’t even start to picture Heaven’s beauty
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| But I’ve been shown the Savior’s love
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| The grace of God has raised me up
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| To show me things the angels long to look into
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| And I know things
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| The Angels only wish they knew |