| As long as the world keeps turning, Lord
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| As long as the sun shines bright
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| Give each according to their need
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| Each who dwell in Thy sight
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| A mind unto the wise one
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| Unto the craven a steed
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| Give gold to those in fortune
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| But leave me not in my need
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| As long as the world keeps turning
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| Oh Lord, the power be Thine
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| So let those who only thirst for might
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| Drink their fill of power like wine
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| Give working people time to rest
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| Let Cain bemoan his deed
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| But before the evening sun does set
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| Oh, leave me not in my need
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| I know Thou doest as Thou wilt
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| I know Thy wisdom is true
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| As the slaughtered soldier knows he lies
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| Up in the heavenly blue
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| As every open ear does know
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| Thy silent word is true
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| As we all do know our faith in Thee
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| Though we know not what we do
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| Oh Father, King, oh Lord of mine
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| With Thy shining emerald eyes
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| As long as the world keeps turning
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| And grows old, but never grows wise
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| As long as there is time to spend
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| And fire enough to burn
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| Give some to each within Thy sight
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| But leave me not in my turn |