| If You made me like the grass that is green
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| Growing tall; |
| covering the hills above me
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| Maybe I would pray for sunshine and a little rain
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| To fall now and then to make me lovely
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| I could be a place where sheep could graze
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| Or barefoot feet could play
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| And I would grow and grow and hope You’d bend down low
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| To hear me sing my offering
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| Open up the heavens, open up the skies
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| All of Your creation wants to testify
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| I have a song so let the earth sing along
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| 'Cause I just want to praise You
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| If You made me to be a cloud in the sky
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| Found the perfect place way up high where I could hover
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| Maybe I would pray for skies that were blue
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| Or a sunset or two to show Your colors
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| Or maybe I might be
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| A mountain strong and steep
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| But I would try and stand as tall as I can
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| And I would sing my offering
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| Open up the heavens, open up the skies
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| All of Your creation wants to testify
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| I have a song so let the earth sing along
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| 'Cause I just want to praise You
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| And the sun every morning can not wait to shine
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| And the stars every evening are all standing by to light the sky
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| Give the rocks and the stones voices of their own
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| If we forget to sing praises to our King
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| So open up the heavens, open up the skies
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| All of Your creation wants to testify
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| Hallelujah
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| We just want to praise you
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| We just want to praise you
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| Hallelujah
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| Hallelujah
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| Lift up your voice and with us sing
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| Hallelujah
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| Hallelujah
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| I have a song so let the earth sing along
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| 'Cause I just want to praise You |