| Get ready for love! |
| Praise Him!
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| Get ready tot love! |
| Praise Him!
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| Get ready for love! |
| Get readyl
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| Well, most of all nothing much
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| ever really happens
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| And God rides high up in the ordinary sky
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| Until we find ourselves at out most distracted
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| And the miracle that was promised
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| creeps quietly by Calling every boy and girl
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| Calling all around the world
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| Calling every boy and girl
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| Calling all around the world
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| Get ready for love! |
| Praise Him!
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| Get ready for love! |
| Praise Him!
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| The mighty wave their hankies from their
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| high-windowed palace
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| Sending grief and joy down in supportable doses
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| And we search high and low without
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| merty or malice
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| While the gate to the Kingdom swings
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| shut and closes
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| Calling every boy and girl
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| Calling all around the world
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| Calling every boy and girl
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| Calling all around the world
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| Praise Him till you’ve forgotten
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| what you’re praising Him for
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| Praise Him till you’ve forgotten
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| what you’re praising Him for
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| Then praise Him a little bit more
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| Yeah, praise Him a little bit more
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| Praise Him till you’ve forgotten
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| what you’re praising Him for
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| Praise Him tillyou’ve forgotten what
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| you’re praising Him for
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| Praise Him a little bit more
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| Yeah, praise Him a little bit more
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| Get ready for love! |
| Praise Him!
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| Get ready for love! |
| Get ready!
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| I searched the seven seas and I’ve looked
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| under the carpet
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| And browsed through the brochures
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| that govern the skies
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| Then I was just hanging around, doing
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| nothing und looked up to see
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| His face burned in the retina of your eyes
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| Calling every boy and girl
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| Calling all around the world
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| Calling every boy and girl
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| Calling all around the world
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| Get ready for love! |
| Praise Him!
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| Get ready for love! |
| Praise Him! |