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Before Lord |
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God made the sea or the land |
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He held all the stars in the palm of |
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His handAnd they ran through |
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His fingers like grains of sand |
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And one little star fell alone |
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Then the Lord |
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God hunted through the wide night air |
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For the little dark star on the wind down there |
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And He stated and promised |
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He'd take special care |
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So it wouldn't get lost no more |
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Now a man don't mind if the stars grow dim |
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And the clouds blow over and darken him |
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As long as the |
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Lord God's watching over them |
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Keeping track how it all goes on |
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But I've been walking through the night and the day |
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Till my eyes get weary and my head turns gray |
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And sometimes |
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I think maybe |
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God's gone away |
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Forgetting |
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His promise and word |
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He'd sayAnd we're lost out here in the stars |
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Little stars, big stars, blowing through the night |
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And we're lost out here in the stars |
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Little stars, big stars, blowing through the night |
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And we're lost out here in the stars |
