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The timer rings, the door swings wide

And would you look at that

It rose! It rose! It really rose!

All puffed and proud and gold

The kitchen fills with one warm cheer

From me and one small wool

Careful with the mitts now

Careful with the pride

Golden brown and risen high

A little crown of flour

Every good and perfect gift

Comes down from up above

I set it on the waiting rack

It crackles as it cools

The lamb and I just stand and stare

Like proper baking fools

We didn't do it all alone

The oven did its part

Golden brown and risen high

A little crown of flour

Every good and perfect gift

Comes down from up above

There's something in a thing that rose

That makes the whole day rise

A small warm proof that patient love

Turns out a golden prize

Mmm... mmm... mmm

Golden brown and risen high

A little crown of flour

Every good and perfect gift

Comes down from up above

Golden brown and risen high

A little crown of flour

Every good and perfect gift

Comes down from up above

The timer rang, the whole house cheered

And would you look at that