Dolly Parton – He Is Real (Guitar)

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All about me, I can see the

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things His mighty hands have made.

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Brooks and streams and the peaceful

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meadow

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Trees that fill the earth with shade.

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Winds that blow from all directions,

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some that warm and some that chill.

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When in doubt I look around me, then I know

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that He is real.

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He is real, He is Real, He is Real.

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He’s as real as the sun in the heavens,

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the moon and stars and the piles of the air.

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He’s as real the summer roses, for His hands

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have placed them there,

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He’s as real as the valley and the mountains,

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the dandelion and the daffodils.

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And I am part of His creation, and in my

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heart I know He’s real.

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He is Real, He is Real, He is Real.

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I find it hard to understand how one can see

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and not believe that everything is far on

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purpose, He has planned it carefully.

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Man will look on God’s creation, and in their

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minds they’ll doubt Him still.

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But things so marvelous just don’t happen,

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and in my heart I know He’s real.

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He is Real, He is Real, He is Real.

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He’s as real as the sun in the heavens, the

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moon and stars and the piles of the air.

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He’s as real the stars in the heavens, for His

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hands have placed them there.

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He’s as real as the valley and the mountains,

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the dandelion and the lily of the field.

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And I am part of His creation, and in my

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heart I know He’s real.