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From graves to gardens

From the ruins and tombs
New gardens are born
You raise the bones
I know only You will 
I come to you
Without fear, without reservation
Every failure
Have you seen sir
And still your friend I am
You are the God of the mountains
He is the god of the valleys
There is no place that I can walk away
Of your grace and love

From graves to gardens
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From graves to gardens

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