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I dream about the ocean;
While walking in the rain;
I dream about the lakes and seas;
As my heart beats rhythmically;

My God has all creation;
Made from His Holy hands;
I am waling streets of gold  (and)
Telling sinners of of stories not yet told;
I'm buying  things not yet behold
I'm dreaming of Gods plans, I'm dreaming of Gods plan can you understand;

I have climbed many mountains;
While talking to the trains
Roaring as a lion blowing steam across the plains;

It's a land of milk and honey, a place of ever life;
Everything there is free, no need of money;
No fame nor fortune, nor strife;
I wake up in the morning with God on my mind;
He's the author and creator of the moon, sun and planets
Holder of the keys to eternal life, eternal life...

I have climbed many mountains;
While talking to the trains
Roaring as a lion blowing steam across the plains;

I dream about the ocean;
While walking in the rain;
I dream about the lakes and seas;
As my heart beats rhythmically;

My God has all creation;
Made from His Holy hands;
I am waling streets of gold  (and)
Telling sinners of of stories not yet told;
I'm buying  things not yet behold
I'm dreaming of Gods plans, I'm dreaming of Gods plan can you understand;
Again and again
MY GOD OF ALL CREATION
Amen!


10/3/1990
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 1990, 2019©

Arranged by The CORINTHIAN™ ©

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