| A single thread in a tapestry
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| though its color brightly shines
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| can never see its purpose
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| in the pattern of the grand design
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| and the stone that sits up on the very top
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| of the mountain’s mighty face
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| does it think that it’s more important
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| than the stones that forms the base
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| So how can you see what your life is worth
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| or where your value lies
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| ohhhh, you can never see through the eyes of man
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| you must look at your life
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| look at your life through heaven’s eyes
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| lai-la-lai…through heaven’s eyes (2X)
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| A lake of gold in the desert sand
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| is less than a cool fresh spring
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| and to one lost sheep, a shepard boy
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| is greater than the richest king
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| should a man lose everything he owns
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| has he truly lost his worth
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| or is it the beginning
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| of a new and brighter birth
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| So how do you measure the worth of a man
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| in wealth or strength or size
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| in how much he gained or how much he gave
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| the answer will come to ya to look at his life through heaven’s eyes
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| lai-la-lai…through heaven’s eyes (2X)
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| and that’s why we share all we have with you
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| though there’s little to be found
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| when all you’ve got is nothing
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| there’s lots to go around
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| No life can escape being blown about
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| by the winds of change and chance
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| and though you never know all the steps
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| you must learn to join the dance
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| you must learn to join the dance
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| lai-la-lai…through heaven’s eyes (repeat until fade) |