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In timeless valleys full of stars,
In constellations green with praise,
With hands upraised we feel the power,
But have no words to give it grace.

In auburn fields of Love and Song
In autumn colors once we found,
We long to speak the words we feel,
But have not strength, nor skill, nor sound.

Oh praise the name of God above,
Oh praise his name, let praise resound.
In vain we raise our praise of love,
In silence do the stars shine down.

I listen for his voices true,
I seek him every morning blue,
I bow before his altar hewed
I want to love with faith renewed.

But longings make not gods for us -
The world is poor, and only us.
We look to God to comfort us,
But we are all we have, just us.


In timeless countless valleys of
The countless countless stars above,
Where time is naught but distant seas
We grieve for loss, no God to please.

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