| oh lord, your beautiful
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| your face is all I see
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| and when your eyes around this child
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| your grace abounds to me
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| our lord, is like the fire
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| that once was burn bright and clear
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| we place the lamp of my first love
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| that burns with hope me fear
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| I wanna take your love and shine it
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| all around
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| but first tell me just to live you lord
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| and when I am doing about help me never seek the crown, for my reward is giving
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| glory to you
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| I really want to your love and it around
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| but first tell me just to live you lord
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| and when I am doing, help me never seek the crown
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| for my reward is giving glory to you
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| oh lord, your beautiful
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| your face is all I see
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| and when your eyes around this child
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| your grace abounds to me
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| your grace abounds to me |