| I went to visit the shrine of plenty,
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| But found its storerooms all filled with dust.
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| I bowed at altars of gold and silver,
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| But as I knelt there, they turned to rust
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| I’ll worship only at the feet of Jesus,
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| His cup alone: My holy grail
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| There’ll be no others gods before Him
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| Just Jesus only will never fail.
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| The call of fortune made me a pilgrim
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| To journey to fame’s promised heights
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| But as I climbed, the promised faded
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| And wind blew lonely all through the night.
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| Just desert dust and empty shadow.
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| All promises that turned to lies.
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| The gods of earth fell and betrayed me
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| but You alone are Truth and Life
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| so I’ll worship only at the feet of Jesus,
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| His cup alone: My holy grail
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| There’ll be no others gods before Him
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| Just Jesus only will never fail.
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| Just Jesus only will never fail. |