God did his work
And I am proud of the work he made.
It was awesome that he rested after six long days
I for one will sing in praise
To the awesome God who is not behind cloud
Shown he has the world at hand the marks of his love
Who toiled at building this place we call home,
He gave it his all.
And bent down, humble, and said,
This is yours,
This is mine.
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