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I know you watch over me
Mother of all the past
And all that will ever be
You are the first and the last
The watcher of all that lives
The guardian of all that died
The tanned skin God way up high
Who rules my world and the sky
Northern wind take my song up high
To the Hall of glory in the sky
So its gates shall greet me open wide
When my time has come to die
