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There was an old stone
Who in a cabin on the mountain side
And the old cutter
Knew it be long before he died

And all his cabin
statues the man had made
Statues that the buyers
Were all of a grade

With his calloused he lit a lamp
And laid down his on his handmade table
And he softly Lord I'm old and shaky
And I'm hardly

But give me and wisdom
And me a week at least
And climb up to the top of this mountain
And chisel out a

The next morning he felt new strength
And he took his brand new hammer and the sharpest
He to climb the mountain his old feet
in the freezing drizzle

When he reached the top
He shouted to a world that hear
I'll carve my
Out of marble boulder here

So the hammer beat the
And he hammered till an image
Then he stopped to it over
To appraise his when he was through

It was a boy a crippled boy
And the old man said it isn't my
call it charity
And then a masterpiece of will be

So the beat the chisel
Till image in a marble grew
Then the began to blowing
And he sat and rested when he was

It was the image of a holding her child
He said this is love as the world know
But it isn't my
And he again as it began to snow

The hammer beat the chisel as the snow fell
And the wind grew and
He fell to his knees holding a
And he down his hammer and his chisel too

He lay frozen face in the snow
But one hand was for the world to see
Cut in the marble was his
Three neatly carved G O D