By Rebecca St. James
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Power thunder, lightning bolts
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Rushing wind, a waterfall
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Babies' cry a mother's tears
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Humming river, rustling leaves
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Chorus:
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He's calling loud and clearly
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He's saying "Won't you hear Me"
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We see Him everywhere
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And still we roll on by
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Winter snow, a fire's warmth
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Summer's day, a cold heart turns
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Peaceful place, a helping hand
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Kindly words, a smiling face
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Chorus
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He was God but one of us
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A king who had a servant's heart
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Born to die so we might live
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His reason was His Father's will
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Chorus
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Repeat
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Power thunder, lightning bolts
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Rushing wind, a waterfall
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Winter snow, a fire's warmth
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Summer's day, a cold heart turns
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A Cold Heart Turns
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| Rebecca St. James |
