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Little Rose - Randy Stonehill, David Edwards
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An angel walks beside her / Through the dusty Haitian streets / Her school books get so heavy /
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And she's weary from the heat / But she looks for all the beauty she can trace / In a harsh and
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hopeless place / There's a reason for believing / chorus: And, oh, how you bless my soul / As I've
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watched a holy love entwine you / Faith like flowers grow / And now, all the blossoms bloom / I
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believe in miracles each time I look at you / Heaven knows, you're a little rose / My little rose /
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On the morning I first met her, she was just a child of ten / And orphan like so many others lost
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upon the wind / And I knew my world would never be the same / She said, "Dina is my name" /
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And I held her like a daughter / [repeat chorus] / Though the land and sky and water stand
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between us / Still a father's love can reach across the miles / And if we never meet again you
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can be sure / When we finally step through heaven's shining door / Of all the saints, all the faces,
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you're the first I'll look for / [repeat chorus] / Now an angel walks beside her / Through the
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dusty Haitain streets
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Little Rose
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| Randy Stonehill |
