| All my devotion and misguided loyalty
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| Swinging my sword in the garden
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| While you pray for your enemies
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| All my allegiance, I loved You and You alone
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| But who’d believe that I could mean it
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| Now that the rooster crowed?
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| Now we’re huddled up here, trying to swallow our fear
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| We still smell the bread and wine, hear your words running through our minds
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| Holding our breath now, for what comes next now
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| Holding out for some kind of sign
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| But there’s empty cross, there’s an empty tomb
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| Fire and wind now sweeping in this tiny upper room
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| There’s a hungry world, there’s a risen King
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| Unlock the doors, what reason more
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| Could we ever need?
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| So sing with me
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| I dare you to
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| Because there’s an empty cross
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| There’s an empty tomb
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| We wept from a distance, watched pieces of our dreams
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| Buried with you, every last wound
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| Sealed with stone, beyond our reach
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| Sweet, sweet Jesus, every question, every fear
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| Vanishing, like vapor dreams
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| Now that you’re standing here
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| Now the tears come easy, when you say you’re leaving
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| We touched the place the nails went through, wanting one more day with you
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| But it’s goodbye now, for a little while now
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| Believing everything you said is true
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| We will sing this song
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| To make Your name live on
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| Until every heart hears of
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| The way You rescued us
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| So sing with me
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| I dare you to
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| Because there’s an empty cross
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| There’s an empty tomb |