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I don't know for sure when I'm going to start on this. I will let you all know.
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David said…
Can you count the stars of evening
That are shining in the sky?
Can you count the clouds that daily
Over all the world go by?
God the Lord, who doth not slumber,
Keepeth all the boundless number:
But He careth more for thee,
But He careth more for thee.

Can you count the birds that warble
In the sunshine all the day?
Can you count the little fishes
That in sparkling waters play?
God the Lord their number knoweth,
For each one His care He showeth:
Shall He not remember thee?
Shall He not remember thee?

Can you count the many children
In their little beds at night,
Who without a thought of sorrow
Rise again at morning light?
God the Lord, who dwells in heaven,
Loving care to each has given:
He has not forgotten thee,
He has not forgotten thee.

Johann Hey, translated by E.L.J.

Good thing I keep a church songbook on my desk for situations like this. :)
That will keep you busy for some time me thinks!
Mo said…
He counteth the number of the stars...He calleth them all by their names! Nice song.........

Michelle, I think I better start after the holidays.......
Chas said…
It sounds dreamy doesn't it... dreamy but not realistic! :)
Have fun!
Love,
Chas

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