| I would lay me down to sleep
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| And pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| And though I never saw Him there
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| I believe He heard each prayer
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| For God was great, And God was good
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| And I knew if I spoke the words
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| He would be listening
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| The years can take us far away
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| From the simple child like faith
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| But I am longing to return
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| To the place where I first learned
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| That God is great, and God is good
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| So, I will speak the words
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| God, our Father, once again
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| I bow my head to pray
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| You are my Father and my friend, and You hear every word I say
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| A prayer for forgiveness, A desperate cry for help
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| Or praise flowing from a thankful heart
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| Like each time before, I come knowing You’re still listening
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| I will never understand
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| How the words of mortal man
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| Can reach the ears of One so pure
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| And touch His heart, but they do I’m sure
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| For God is great, and God is good
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| And He is love
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| God, our Father, once again
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| I bow my head to pray
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| You are my Father and my friend, and You hear every word I say
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| A pray for forgiveness, A desperate cry for help
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| Or praise flowing from a thankful heart
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| Like each time before, I come knowing You’re still listening
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| You’re still listening
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| Now I lay me down to sleep
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| And pray the Lord my soul to keep
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| Though I may not see You there
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| I believe You’ll hear each prayer |