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Where Their Voice Is Not Heard
Tales of wonder, like stars so far away, Call listeners to explore, marveling with wide eyes. The heavens declare the glory of God. I wish I had a starship now. But someday I will sail in space, Because the Captain of Salvation Shall return for his crew, And with him we will sail into eternity.
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