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He He can turn the tides and calm the angry sea; Am     Em Am    B7 He alone decides who writes a symphony; He lights every star that makes our darkness bright; F#     Bm    Am7    D He keeps watch all through each long and lonely night; G     Em     Am7           D He still finds the time to hear a child’s first prayer; Am7 D    G Saint or sinner calls and always finds him there. D#      G     Bm Though it makes him sad to see the way we live He’ll always say "I forgive." He can grant a wish or make a dream come true; He can paint the clouds and turn to gray the blue; He alone knows where to find a rainbow’s end; He alone can see what lies beyond the bend; He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold; He knows every lie that you and I have told. Though it makes him sad to see the way we live He’ll always say "I forgive." by: José Duarte