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When the sun sets on this day, Lord,
when your glory paints the ocean silver blue,
when the clouds begin to wisp away before the darkness settles in,
when evening breezes stir and bend tall grass along the shore
- what kind of day will I have left behind, Lord?
What words of mine will echo in the hearts of friends and foes?
What help will I have given, freely, to someone deep in need?
What smiles will I have shared
with those who quietly weep for hope?'
What truth will I have spoken
in healing, grace and mercy?
What peace will I have made
in my family's broken circle?
What price will I have paid
in keeping true to my beliefs?
What love will then be mine
because I've walked this day with you?
When the sun sets on this day, Lord,
when your glory paints the ocean silver blue,
when the clouds begin to wisp away before the darkness settles in,
when evening breezes stir and bend tall grass along the shore
- what kind of day will I have left behind, Lord,
what kind of day?
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