All These Things

A little sun makes the moon bright

Darkness comes then you have night

In the darkness, trees sing their praise

As they wait for warm sun rays.

 

Seasons come and seasons go 

In the spring there's sun and the winter, snow.

Flowers wither and fall apart

But come spring, new life will start

 

Look around,

There's beauty in everything

All these things for the purpose of our king...

 

There's a time to live and a time to die

There's a time to sing and a time to cry.

But tears will turn from pain to joy

And all the world's pain will be destroyed.

On our knees we learn to pray And by our silence we are saved.

 

Look around,

There's beauty in everything

All these things for the purpose of our king...

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