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verse 1)
Lord, CI've never lived where churches grow, I loved creation better as it sGtood,
That day you finished it so long ago,
And looked upon your work and called it gCood, (verse 2) I know Cthat others find you in the light, That sifted down through tinted window pGanes,
And yet I seem to feel you near tonight
In this dim , quiet starlight on the Cplains, (verse 3) I thaCnk you, Lord, that I'm placed so well, That you've made my freedom so coGmplete,
That I'm no slave to whistle, clock or bell,
Nor weak eyed prisoner of Wall StCreet, (verse 4) Just let Cme live my life as I've begun, And give me work that's open to the sGky,
Make me a partner of the wind and sun,
And I won't ask a life that's soft or Chigh, (verse 5) Let me bCe easy on the man that's down, Let me be square and generous with Gall,
I'm careless sometimes, Lord, when I'm in town,
But never let 'em say I'm mean or sCmall