| What love my God would bring You down to earth
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| What king would take a low and lonely birth
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| Yet to this dark and broken place You came
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| To sleep beneath the stars that You had made
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| What love my God would send the Way of Life
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| To walk the road, rejected and despised
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| That You might know the weakness I possess
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| And be my rock of strength and righteousness
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| O Your love my God like a flood
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| As heaven opened up pouring out on us
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| O praise the King who came to the world
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| In His love like a mighty flood
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| What love my God could hold You to the tree
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| To bear that overwhelming debt for me
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| The Son of heaven leaves the Father’s side
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| The Healer bleeds, the Life was made to die
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| And O Your love my God like a flood
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| As heaven opened up pouring out on us
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| O praise the King who came to the world
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| In His love like a mighty flood
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| What love my God, so gracious and extreme
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| Was strong enough to come and fight for me
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| To go through hell and down into the grave
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| And raise me up to see You face to face
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| You raise me up to see You face to face
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| And O Your love my God like a flood
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| As heaven opened up pouring out on us
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| O praise the King who came to the world
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| In His love like a mighty flood
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| And O Your love my God like a flood
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| As heaven opened up pouring out on us
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| O praise the King who came to the world
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| In His love like a mighty flood
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| In His love like a mighty flood |