| We’ll cross the lonely plains and make a new start
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| Away from city noise and big supermarkets
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| Where the days and the nights are long
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| And we can build celestial houses
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| Foundations made of love, the bricks are of hope
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| The roof is made of stars so we can devote
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| Ourselves to helping the troubled world
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| The key to build celestial houses
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| Give all your love to the Lord
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| Stand up, be counted, don’t hesitate
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| Give all your love to the Lord
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| And we can all be His sentinel
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| And in our garden we’ll grow flowers with love
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| The silver stream that flows with grace from above
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| And understanding’s the only bridge
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| I have to cross to get to your house
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| Give all your love to the Lord
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| Stand up, be counted, don’t hesitate
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| Give all your love to the Lord
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| And we can all be His sentinel
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| Give all your love to the Lord
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| Stand up, be counted, don’t hesitate
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| Give all your love to the Lord
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| And we can all be His sentinel
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| His sentinel
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| His sentinel |