| Fearless love, fearless love
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| Fearless love makes you cross the border
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| At your church they asked for volunteers
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| To make a presence in the park
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| That’s where the wicked planned to demonstrate
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| And carry signs to set a spark
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| Someone behind you heaved a stone
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| That struck the thin man behind his ear
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| So now there’s blood upon his sign
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| Which read «There's nothing here to fear»
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| «The wrath of god,» somebody yelled
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| «Will punish all of those like him»
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| But if you travel back 2000 years
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| I swear you’d hear this all again
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| Back then they’d say
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| «These soldiers walk on sacred ground
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| This land’s our history and our home
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| They have no right to be around
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| They are the evil force of Rome
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| So just how strong this change of heart must be
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| That one that Jesus once described
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| Kindness to your enemy
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| Carry his pack an extra mile
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| When fearless love, fearless love
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| Fearless love makes you cross the border
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| Your mind snaps back to where you stand
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| Your church is here to fight a cause
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| And at your feet a fallen man
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| Whose head is cradled in his arms |
| Though his blood contains his death
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| And though the lines are drawn in hate
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| You drop your sign of Bible verse
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| And help the wounded stand up straight
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| Chorus Oh yes the high religious still will scorn
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| Just like that did all that time back
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| They’ll say you helped the other side
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| They saw you haul that soldier’s pack
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| But now how could you carry that man’s sign
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| In your heart the choice was clear
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| You didn’t join the other side
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| The battle lines just disappeared |