| I want you to know that I have prayed for you
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| I wish nothing but the best for your soul
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| I know you’re worried probl’y -- you’ll get converted like me
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| When it comes down to it there’s a fear there
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| Cause you say, «Hell -- it can’t be» -- You should play poker, baby
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| You sure do make a really excellent bluffer
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| Those who call on His name will be saved by His grace
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| Cause He paid quite enough for you when, you know, He died
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| And every time you speak His name it’s in vain, what a shame
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| Cause His arms are still open wide -- open wide -- while you’re still alive
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| But I’m here -- to remind you of the mess you’re in if you turn away
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| If you dare -- to deny Him and the cross then there is a different place
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| You, you, you -- gotta go
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| You think there’s no Hell -- you’re not evil -- I’m not nice to tell you that
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| you could go
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| If you forget about me -- you can do as you please
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| I ain’t above you -- I’m a miserable sinner
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| But there’s a path we must take -- now if we wanna be saved
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| And if you think it’s a joke -- then you’ll suffer
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| Those who call on His name will be saved by His grace
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| Cause He paid quite enough for you when, you know, He died
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| And every time you speak His name it’s in vain, what a shame
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| Cause His arms are still open wide -- open wide -- while you’re still alive
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| But I’m here -- to remind you of the mess you’re in if you turn away
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| It’s not fair -- to deny Him
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| And the cross and just think you’ll get away -- You, you, you -- gotta go
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| There’s no one who can say that He sent them away
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| Cause an offer was made to you and you closed your eyes -- and you knew it
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| And every one who goes to hell has no-one else to blame
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| That’s not appealing -- I hurt your feelings |