Looking out the window at the clouds flying by I wonder if You moved them with a thought or with a breath And as they pass, I see the beauty of the sky and wonder how You decided to make it that blue And once again I'm a . . .
I searched the world for a song that I could sing Praise to my King A gift that I could bring But no music I found could compare to you Not one could do Justice to your glory What are my songs compared to yours Chorus: . . .
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