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...ạ̉ṣwạt ktyr yswʿ bạlḥb ạ̉kbr Maɗaukakin Sarki Madauwami Ne Асма ве Далларъ వివాహమన్నది పవిత్రమైనది Oh Pueblecito De Belen Пели ангелы святые 나의 발은 춤을 추며 Hoc zármutok trápi ma Tu frayes un chemin
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