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| Happy mountains ring the sky, Prompting me to wonder why God has made the world so fair, Answering my every prayer. Beauty shines at every turn As the flowing rivers churn. Mountains guard us as we sit, Telling us they'll never quit. I am grateful for this gift That can well my soul uplift. I'll rejoice in all that's good, For my heart is not of wood. | ||
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