| For every little girl and every little boy,
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| Whose mother and father is across the waters,
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| Fighting the war they know nothing about,
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| We pray for you tonight, God help us, listen.
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| We’re running outta time, can’t waste it.
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| Have you seen the news today?
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| War is on the uprise, who said it was to be this way?
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| Lord I know that millions won’t make it.
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| This life’s all I have to live and I’ll gladly give it,
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| To be one of the one’s who did.
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| Ever since creation, we’ve been counting down the time,
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| From then and we will see, nations fighting nations.
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| I hide the world inside my heart,
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| Then I read about, man inventing weapons of mass destruction,
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| To tear us all apart,
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| But like the rising of the sun,
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| We’re waiting for you to come and take us away,
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| Those of us who believe in you,
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| Believe me when I say,
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| We’re running outta time, can’t waste it.
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| Have you seen the news today?
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| War is on the uprise, who said it was to be this way?
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| Lord I know that millions won’t make it.
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| This life’s all I have to live and I’ll gladly give it,
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| To be one of the one’s who did.
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| I’m gonna hang on to you Lord,
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| I’m gonna stay strong for you Lord, yeah,
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| I’m gonna keep holding on, gonna keep holding on,
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| To your unchanging hand, Lord you know the plan,
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| That you have for me, it’s not my will,
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| But your way, and I’m gonna follow that way, Lord.
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| Oh lord, with a made-up mind, I’m willing to go on through.
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| I’m not gonna worry about what my friends might say,
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| Or my friends might do, hey,
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| I’m gonna follow you Lord, I’m gonna follow you Lord.
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| If I let it all go, if my momma don’t go,
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| If my sista don’t go, if my brotha don’t go,
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| I’m going, I’m going through, Lord.
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| If my preacher don’t go, said I’m going.
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| Oh Lordy, Oh Lordy, Oh Lordy,
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| I surrender all.
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| With a made-up mind, I’m going through,
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| Care,
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| So father we pray right now,
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| That you hear our cries,
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| For peace, for restoration.
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| Give us hope right now,
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| Without you we can’t make it.
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| We tried and we’re sorry,
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| But we look to the hills,
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| From it cometh our help,
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| Cause we know our help comes from you,
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| We gonna hold on, I said we’re gonna hold on to you.
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| We’re not gonna let go this time father,
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| We’re gonna trust and have faith, the size of a mustard seed.
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| Bless your name Father, you’re worthy.
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| Thank You |