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How I love Your works
My God, my King
How I love Your works
My God, my King
Your name rings on the plains
Like a not so distance train
And love and history are near
In the flowers that You make
The flowers that You make
Chorus:
Because I'll never hold a picture
Of the whole horizon in my view
Because I'll never rip the night in two
It makes me wonder
Who am I, who am I, who am I
And great are You
Great are You, Lord
Great are You, Lord
How I Love Your Word
My God, my King
How I love Your Word
My God, My King
Your love cuts through these pages to my heart
As You grieve our sins night form the start
And sacrifice and paradise are in
The plans that You made
The plans that You made
Repeat Chorus
