I watched God wash the earth last night/
with his soft spring showers on high/
and then when morning came/
he left it out to dry/

He washed every tiny piece of grass/
and all the tall trees/
he blew his breath against the hills/
and swept the stormy seas/

There is no bird, there is no bee/
that wings along the way/
but there is a cleaner bird and bee/
Than there was yesterday

Now we all are clean as well, as it was meant to be/
we are all pure and clean including you and me/
 
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