| Power thunder, lightning bolts
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| Rushing wind, a waterfall
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| Babies' cry a mother’s tears
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| Humming river, rustling leaves
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| He’s calling loud and clearly
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| He’s saying «Won't you hear Me»
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| We see Him everywhere
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| And still we roll on by
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| Winter snow, a fire’s warmth
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| Summer’s day, a cold heart turns
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| Peaceful place, a helping hand
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| Kindly words, a smiling face
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| He was God but one of us
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| A king who had a servant’s heart
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| Born to die so we might live
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| His reason was His Father’s will
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| Power thunder, lightning bolts
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| Rushing wind, a waterfall
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| Winter snow, a fire’s warmth
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| Summer’s day, a cold heart turns |