| Who has the power over slavery’s hand?
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| Who has the power to free a man?
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| Who has the power who holds the throne?
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| Oh, my sweet Lord
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| Who has the power to part the sea?
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| Who has the power to rescue me?
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| Who has the power to save my soul?
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| Oh, my sweet Lord
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| Glory, hallelujah
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| On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand
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| Glory, hallelujah
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| I’m longing for the promised land
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| Who has the power to heal the heart?
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| Who has the power to light the dark?
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| Who has the power to make me whole?
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| Oh, my sweet Lord
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| Who has the power to conquer death?
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| Who has the power to raise the dead?
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| Who has the power who holds the world?
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| Oh, my sweet Lord
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| Glory, hallelujah
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| On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand
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| Glory, hallelujah
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| I’m longing for the promised land
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| Is there no balm in Gilead?
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| Is there no healer there?
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| Can boundless love ever reject
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| Any soul that’s in despair?
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| Who has the power?
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| Who has the power?
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| Who has the power?
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| Oh, my sweet Lord
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| Glory, hallelujah
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| My feet will stand in the
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| Promised land, oh
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| Glory, hallelujah
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| My soul will rest in the Savior’s hands
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| Sing glory
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| Sing glory, my sweet Lord
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| Yea, uh, uh, uh
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| On the banks of the river looking for chances to get up
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| Stir up the pool and bring healing to bones that’s feeling brittle
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| I’ve been beat up in the streets, but I believe something’s coming
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| There’s no way I can move unless You choose to do something
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| This life, this life is so heavy; |
| lost my son, he in heaven
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| I was chasing this leaven
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| Hanging with dudes that is deadly, but this life is now over
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| Moreover I’m ready go on
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| I’m ready to change it all
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| Lord, just help me I’m all in
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| On the banks of the river
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| Looking out for the promised land
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| Tell Him I need Him now, I don’t have any other plans
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| Sweet Lord, I know I need You
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| There’s relief from the grief when I see You
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| I sing, «Glory, hallelujah!»
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| We sing glory, sing glory |