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Beyond Tether’s End

Oh my God in these days
Sometimes  all I see is rain
But if the rocks must cry out
I don’t want to be to blame,
So I sing, I proclaim
Jesus how I still love your name.

Blessed be, blessed be the one whose goodness still remains,
Blessed be, blessed be the one who always loves the same

And if the trees can clap their hands
Then I’m sure so can I
And in the midst of the storm
I bet they do it all the more,
So I sing or sometimes cry
Jesus I want to lift you high.

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