| GOD has a house three streets away, |
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| And every Sunday, rain or shine, |
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| My nurse goes there her prayers to say. |
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| She's told me of the candles fine |
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| That, burning all night long, they keep |
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| Because God never goes to sleep. |
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| Then there's a steeple full of bells, |
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| All through the dark the time it tells. |
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| I like to hear it in the night |
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| And think about those candles bright. |
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| I wonder if God stays awake |
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| For kindness, like the Furnace-man |
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| Who comes before it's day, to make |
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| Our house as pleasant as he can… |
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| I like to watch the sky grow blue, |
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| And think perhaps, the whole world through, |
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No one's awake but just us three
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