Horace Lorenzo Trim – Taps Lyrics


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Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky

All is well, safely rest
God is nigh
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar, drawing near
Falls the night
Thanks and praise for our days
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky
As we go, this we know
God is nigh

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