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Guess it's time to confess |
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I've forgotten how to sit and rest |
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Thought happiness was being busy |
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Prayed a thousand prayers |
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For strength to keep on moving |
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Turns out I've raced by a lot of beauty |
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So lead me to still waters |
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Let this be my new prayer |
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I want a... |
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A little more love, A little less movement |
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A little more quiet, A little less noise |
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A little more wide eyed wonder |
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Of the simple things I'm holding |
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Embracing ordinary moments |
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May my heart be enthralled |
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by the sacred and simple things |
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May I find it all holy |
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May I learn to be content |
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And know the joy of resting |
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A place where perfect peace can hold me |
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So lead me to still waters |
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Let this be my new prayer |
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I want a... |
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A little more love, A little less movement |
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A little more quiet, A little less noise |
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A little more wide eyed wonder |
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Of the simple things I'm holding |
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Embracing ordinary moments |
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I know that you can speak, through the chaos and the noise |
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I know that you can move mountains with the thunder of your voice |
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if it's true that in the end you want to call me friend |
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then teach me how to be a listener |
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who is quick to hear your whisper |
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So lead me to still waters |
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Let this be my new prayer |
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I want a... |
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A little more love, A little less movement |
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A little more quiet, A little less noise |
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A little more wide eyed wonder |
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Of the simple things I'm holding |
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Embracing ordinary moments |
