How lovely are your ways!
Your majesty, we praise!
In every bird that flies,
A message from the sky.
Each petal that your grow,
The ripples that we row;
How lovely are your ways!
Your majesty, we praise!
And all throughout the days,
Your majesty, we praise!
How lovely are your ways!
How lovely are your ways!
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