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My cathedral  has a ceiling of blue
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My cathedral neath the sky
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Where I may lift up my eyes unto the hills
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And hear music from a stream rippling by
 
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My cathedral  has an alter of flowers
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Their fragrant incense fills the air
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In my cathedral I am closer to Him
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Than I could be anywhere
 
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For here I pray
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In a place so grand
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The carpet I kneel on
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Was made by His own hand
 
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My cathedral  has candles lighted by the stars
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And mighty pillars of trees
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No other cathedral is so beautiful
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For God made my cathedral for me