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Though I never seen His face, He is here. Even in the darkest place, He, He is here. In the silent of the night, till the sun brings morning light, Though He's always out of sight, He is here. Though His hand I can not feel but, He is real. Though His voice I always hear, He, He is near. As the tree, Who makes it grow? As the tide, Who makes it flow? The answer in my heart I know, He is here. As the tree, Who makes it grow? As the tide, Who makes it flow? Answer in my heart I know, He is here.
Writer(s): Chris Charles, Tolchard Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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