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| The land is singing sweetly As the dew is on the rose. My heart is filled with gladness For a night of sweet repose. I contemplate the future With a vision of delight. My days will all be sunny And I'll see the moon at night. The Lord is watching every step Along life's narrow way. He helps me choose the path that's right When I'm at work or play. Oh, what a joy to be alive And breathe the air so free. It fear not change, for when it comes It just was meant to be. | ||
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