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What a beautiful thought |
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I am thinking concerning the great speckled bird |
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Remember her name is recorded on the pages of pure shining gold |
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All the other birds flock around her she is so despised by the squad |
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But the great speckled bird in the |
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Bible is one with the great church of |
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God She is spreading her wings for a journey that she's going to meet by and by |
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When the trumpet shall sound in the morning she will rise and go up in the sky [ guitar ] |
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Oh I am glad |
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I have learned of her meekness |
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Oh I'm glad that my name's on the book |
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For I want to be one never fearing on the face of my |
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Saviour to look |
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When he comes descending from heaven on the cloud as he write in his word |
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I'll be joyfully carried to meet him on the wings of the great speckled bird |
