| The moon is high and the sunset fades
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| The lullabies have all been sung
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| We’re tuckin' in another day
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| And stars appear now one by one
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| But the stillness moves and the silence yields
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| And not a single beat is lost
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| You can hear the chorus in the fields
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| Taking up where we left off
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| And Your praise goes on, rising to Your throne
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| Where You guard us while we dream
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| Past the stars they fly, Your praises fill the sky
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| 'Til You wake us with the dawn
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| And Your praise goes on
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| Now bring your warmth, O morning sun
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| Chase the stars and the moon away
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| And wake us with your brightest song
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| And add our voice to your refrain
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| Now rise up everything that lives!
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| Flap your wings and leap for joy!
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| Oh forest lift your arms and sway!
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| Clap your hands you ocean waves!
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| And Your praise goes on, rising to Your throne
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| Where You bless our toil and play
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| Through the clouds they rise, Your praises fill the skies
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| 'Til the setting of the sun
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| And Your praise goes on
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| And when my final breath You lend
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| I’ll thank You for the life You gave
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| But that won’t mean the praises end
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| 'Cause I won’t be silenced by the grave!
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| And Your praise goes on
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| I’ll be runnin' to Your throne
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| With every nation, tribe and tongue
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| To Your arms I’ll fly
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| I’ll gaze into Your eyes
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| Then I’ll know as I am known
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| And Your praise goes on
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| And Your praise goes on
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| And Your praise goes on |