| Lord, I confess
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| That I’ve been a criminal
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| I’ve stolen Your breath
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| And sang my own song
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| And Lord, I confess
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| That I’m far from innocent
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| These shackles I wear
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| Oh, I bought on my own
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| These scarlet sins had a crimson cost
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| You nailed my debt to that old rugged cross
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| An empty slate, at the empty grave
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| Thank God that stone was rolled away
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| Lord, I confess
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| I’ve been a prodigal
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| Made for Your house
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| But I walked my own roads
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| Then Jesus came
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| He tore down my prison walls
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| Death came to life
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| When He called me by name
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| Scarlet sins had a crimson cost
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| You nailed my debt to that old rugged cross
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| An empty slate, at the empty grave
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| Thank God that stone was rolled
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| Scarlet sins had a crimson cost
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| You nailed my debt to that old rugged cross
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| An empty slate, at the empty grave
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| Thank God that stone was rolled away
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| And I can see it now
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| Smiling in Heaven, You and I, You and I
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| And I see bright, crimson robes draped over the ashes
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| A wide, open tomb where there should be a casket
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| The children are singing, and dancing, and laughing
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Roses in bloom pushed up from the embers
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| Our rivers of tears flow from good times remembered
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| Families are singing, and dancing, and laughing
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Heaven joins in with a glorious sound
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| And the great cloud of witnesses all gather 'round
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| 'Cause the ones that were lost are finally found
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Scarlet sins had a crimson cost
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| You nailed my debt to that old rugged cross
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| An empty slate, at the empty grave
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| Thank God that stone was rolled
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Can you see it now?
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| Standing on the shores of Heaven
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| You and I, and our families
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| Singing, and dancing, and laughing
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| There’s truly no place like home
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| Yeah
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| Jesus, You’re so beautiful
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| Haha, see Him face to face
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| Can we sing that bridge together one last time?
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| «I see bright, crimson robes»
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| I see bright, crimson robes draped over the ashes
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| A wide, open tomb where there should be a casket
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| The children are singing, and dancing, and laughing
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Roses in bloom, they pushed up from the embers
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| Our rivers of tears flow from good times remembered
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| Families are singing, and dancing, and laughing (Let's go)
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| The Father is welcoming (Come on)
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| This is our homecoming
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| And Heaven joins in with a glorious sound
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| And the great cloud of witnesses all gather 'round
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| 'Cause the ones that were lost are finally found
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming
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| Scarlet sins had a crimson cost
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| You nailed my debt to that old rugged cross
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| An empty slate, at the empty grave
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| Thank God that stone was rolled
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The Father is welcoming
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| This is our homecoming |