(Don Reid)

The breeze through the window
The light out at sea
The only things dear to me
Are the things God gave me
Are the things God gave me.

The book that I'm reading
The sounds that I hear
Are too near a mans world
To give grace to my ear.
To give grace to my ear.

Man sings of goodness
Then forgets what he sung
He preaches thanksgiving
Then gives thanks to none.

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Man sings of goodness
Then forgets what he sung
He preaches thanksgiving
Then gives thanks to none.

The breeze through the window
The light out at sea
The only things dear to me
Are the things God gave me.

Are the things God gave me...