| The things that I love and hold dear to my heart
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| Are just borrowed they’re not mine at all
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| Jesus only let me use them to brighten my light
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| So remind, me remind me dear Lord
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| Roll back the curtain of memory now and then
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| Show me where you brought me from
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| And where I could have been
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| Remember I’m human, and humans forget
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| So remind me, remind me dear Lord
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| Nothing good have I done to deserve God’s own Son
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| I’m not worthy of the scars in his hands
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| Yet he chose the road to Calvary to die in my stead
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| Why he loved me I can’t understand
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| Roll back the curtain of memory now and then
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| Show me where you brought me from
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| And where I could have been
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| Remember I’m human, and humans forget
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| So remind me, remind me dear Lord
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| So remind me, remind me dear Lord |