Dawn, it is breaking the night, it has gone,
Day is beginning; the air’s filled with song.
All around there is music and beauty and peace.
Thank you, o Lord, for sharing these things with me!
Walking through fields hear the sound of the wind.
Carried along by the song that it sings.
Sit by a stream on a warm afternoon,
Flowing along with its own special tune.
Day is beginning; the air’s filled with song.
All around there is music and beauty and peace.
Thank you, o Lord, for sharing these things with me!
Walking through fields hear the sound of the wind.
Carried along by the song that it sings.
Sit by a stream on a warm afternoon,
Flowing along with its own special tune.
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