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...Ыйса, менин жүрөгүмдү толтурдуң هو اله يعقوب ạ̉nt ạ̹lhy wfạdy ИСУСЕ ВЛЕЗ В СЪРЦЕТО МИ Sunt doar un biet pribeag prin lume Endrey izany hafaliana Slyšme slova spasení Господь посилає Lásko věčná, čistá ạ̉ʿlmk wạ̉rsẖdk
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