Mountain maker, ocean tamer, Glimpses of You burn in my eyes; The worship of heaven Fills up the skies. You made it all, Said let there be, And there was all that we see. The sounds of Your voice, The works of Your hands, You do all things well. You do all things well. You do all things well. Star creator, wind breather, The strokes of Your beauty, Brushed through the clouds; Light from the heavens, Touching the ground. Imagination runs wild And breathes the breath of life Across the fields, across the miles...Худаниң бәхти саңа яр болсун! Я шукатиму Тебе ạtwld lnạ mkẖlṣ Engrandecido Sea Dios Pane smädni sme po Tebe Senin Tarlan cok buyuk KEIMAH KHA A KA KAWL Cum doreste un cerb izvor de apa О, КУДАЙ, СЕНИЛЕ ЈАКШЫ Vy jste rod můj vyvolený
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