| Loving God, loving each other,
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| Making music with my friends;
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| Loving God, loving each other,
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| And the music never ends.
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| They pushed back from the table
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| To listen to His words,
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| His secret plan before He had to go.
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| It’s not complicated;
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| Don’t need a lot of rules,
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| This is all you’ll need to know.
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| Loving God, loving each other,
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| Making music with my friends;
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| Loving God, loving each other,
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| And the music never ends.
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| We tend to make it harder,
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| Build steeples out of stone,
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| Fill with explanations of The Way,
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| But if we’d stop and listen
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| And break a little bread,
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| We wuld hear the Master say
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| Loving God, loving each other,
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| Making music with my friends;
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| Loving God, loving each other,
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| And the music never ends. |