Intro
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Verse 1
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I met a woman down the street at the park where my kids play
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She was living underneath the trees
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Because it's pretty hard to find a job these days
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We talked about the ups and downs of her life
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As the tears filled her eyes she smiled and said
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Something I will never forget
Chorus
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That in all things, all things
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Give thanks to the One, Who meets our need
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Before we know we even need it
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Because all things are all the things I just can't handle
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So I hand it to the One who takes care of all things
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Verse 2
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Tweet tweet tweet, way up high in the sky
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Fly the little birds without a care in the world
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And how much more does our Father provide for the ones He loves
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And I'm ashamed how I complain everyday
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About things that don't matter anyway
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And it makes me think of the woman down the street who said
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Bridge
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To the scared soldier there on the front lines
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To the cancer patient running out of
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To the father, afraid he's gonna lose it all
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To the mom who doesn't even know where to start
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To the ones who think they're all out of hope
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To the ones who know the sting of death and feel all alone
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Oh, cast your cares for He cares for us
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And there's nothing in this life that's bigger
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Bigger than His love
Interlude
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I have a reason to
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Ending
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