| You’ve drawn so close and it’s hard to see you
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| And You speak so softly that it’s hard to hear You
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| And I guess that’s what I get for inviting You in
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| Because You took me at my word
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| And now I know
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| Faith is not a fire as much as it’s a glow
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| A quiet, lovely burning underneath the snow
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| And it’s not too much
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| It’s just enough to get me home
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| 'Cause love moves slow
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| Love moves slow
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| You’ve grown so deep that it’s hard to miss You
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| And You come so near that it’s hard to feel You
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| Oh, and I guess that’s how it is when I let You move
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| Because You take me at my word
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| Oh and now I know
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| Faith is not a fire as much as it’s a glow
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| A quiet, lovely burning underneath the snow
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| And it’s not too much
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| It’s just enough to get me home
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| 'Cause love moves slow
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| Love moves slow
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| I heard that faith moves mountains
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| I know it moves my feet
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| To follow You
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| And maybe I’m a mountain
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| Because it’s moving me to follow You
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| My faith is not a fire as much as it’s a glow
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| A little burning ember in my weary soul
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| And it’s not too much
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| It’s just enough to get me home
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| Because Your love moves slow
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| Yeah, You’re love moves slow
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| So I move slow because You move slow
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| Love moves slow
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| Let’s move slow |