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I can hear him calling, calling a dawn chorus Every bird song is beckoning us Takes the power of his love in a seasoning Summer, snowy turning the joy of spring I can touch his power, now it trembles an earthquake I can touch his hand in a friend's handshake I can see the kingdom of heaven in the evening sky I can see color of bird's eye Can you hear him calling, calling a dawn chorus Every bird song is beckoning us |