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Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hill, from the sky,
All is well. Safely rest. God is nigh.

Thanks and praise, for our days,
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky.
As we go, this we know. God is nigh.

Date Submitted: 2004-06-24 23:01:21


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