Start with an infant world
And an open sky on a perfect day
Breath from the mouth of God
Sends a quiver through His design of clay
And it is good
And it is good

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Wake to a girl beside
Here's a hand to hold and never go away
Now taste the forbidden fruit
Make your poor excuse and feel the wall of shame
And run and hide
And run and hide

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Child in a manger bed
See the virgin's smile though she understood
Now grow up and break your bread
Pour your cup of wine on a cross of wood
A cross of wood
A cross of wood

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Time, 20 centuries
There's a boy on his knees at the river's edge
Now plunge with his guilty stains 
In the cleansing waves and wash his sins away
Oh happy day
Oh happy day
Oh happy day
Oh happy day

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Start with an infant world
And an open sky on a perfect day