I'll be wonderfully, carefree, like pebbles in Your hand.
I'll run, and jump, and shout, to tell the world what You're about.
And when my adventure is through, I will not weep, for I still have You.
And though I am like fragile lace, You hold me in a tight embrace.
Then when the fireflies lift high, into the night time sky,
I'll shout, "My Savior has arisen! To me, true life, He's given."
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