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Tinkling Chimes | ||
| The chimes a-tinkle in the breeze Can play whatever tune they please. But maybe there's a hidden plan That they don't even understand. We too may think our tune is ours, As we reflect on fragrant flow'rs. But it may come from God above, A token of his constant love. So let us sing it merrily And be all He would have us be. Each day's a chance to show our light To cheer a soul or stop a fight. | ||
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