| I believe in a God who loves me well
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| Better than I can love myself
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| But I can’t seem to make sense of grace
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| And I feel unworthy of Your love most days
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| Yet You welcome me into Your holy place
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| With nothing to gain, nothing to lose
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| Nothing to show and nothing to prove
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| The weight of the world falls off my shoulders
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| As the weight of Your love comes crashing in
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| Come crashing in
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| And I believe in a river that never runs dry
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| Fears washed away in the waters of life
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| So no more playing it safe at the river’s edge
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| I let go and I dive right in
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| I trade fear for faith and I learn to swim
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| With nothing to gain, nothing to lose
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| Nothing to show and nothing to prove
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| The weight of the world falls off my shoulders
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| As the weight of Your love comes crashing in
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| Come crashing in
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I believe in a God who loves me well
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| He’s teaching me how to love myself
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| Patiently, He fathers me
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| ‘Cause growing up can be a delicate thing
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| And maybe being a kid is exactly where I’m supposed to be
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| It’s right where I’m supposed to be
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| It’s right where I’m supposed to be
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| Right here in Your arms, God |