| All my devotion is like sinking sand
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| I’ve nothing to cling to but Your sweet hand
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| No clear emotions keeping me safe at night
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| Only Your presence, like a candle light
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| After everything I’ve had
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| After everything I’ve lost
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| Lord, I know this much is true
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| I’m still drawn to You
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| I pour out my sorrows just like a precious oil
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| I kiss Your feet, Lord, with a holy joy
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| My tears an offering of my highest praise!
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| Your eyes say «Welcome,» and I receive Your gaze
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| 'Cause after everything I’ve had
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| And after everything I’ve lost
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| Lord, I know this much is true
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| I’m still drawn to You!
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| After everything’s been said
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| After everything love costs
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| Lord, I know this much is true
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| I’m still drawn to You
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| Lord, I know this much is true
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| I’m still drawn to You! |