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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