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From My Fathers Heart Lord I sing praises to you, even though sleep did not greet me. The wonders you have made for my personal enjoyment and use. the rain and wind crashing down with thunder claps to awaken a fresh clean day of sunrays peaking through the clouds. A fresh smell from the rain erasing the odors of the days gone past. Lord your creations are amazing and a glorious thing to behold. Help me remember that I am one too.
