| Who am I that the song of God would shine on me
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| And bring His light into my dark
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| Even though I? |
| m a runner and I like to hide
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| He found His way into my heart
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| So I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who made me good enough
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| Glory to the King who captured my heart
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| With His love, with His love
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| Now and then I forget that I belong to Him
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| And I strike out on my own
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| Faithful is the one who called me by my name
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| And gently leads me back home
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| So I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who made me good enough
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| Glory to the King who captured my heart
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| I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who makes me good enough
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| Glory to the King who captured my heart
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| With His love, with His love
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| No matter where I go
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| And no matter what I do I know
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| I will never be too far away from You
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| So I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who made me good enough
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| Glory to the King who captured my heart
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| I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who makes me good enough
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| Glory to the King who captured my heart
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| With His love, with His love
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| So I sing, so I sing holy
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| I sing holy, I sing holy |