| Don’t ask me to explain to you how one could start again
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| Or hardened hearts could soften like a child
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| Don’t ask me how to reason out the mysteries of life
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| Or how to face it’s problems with a smile
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| Go ask the man who’s found the way through tangled roads back home to stay.
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| When all communications were destroyed
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| Go ask the child who’s walking now who once was crippled and then somehow her
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| useless legs were made to jump for joy
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| Go ask the one who’s burned out mind has been restored I think you’ll find the
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| questions not as important as before
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| Don’t ask me if He’s good or bad I only know the guilt I had is gone
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| And I can’t tell you any more
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| And don’t ask me how to prove to you why I know God is there or how I know that
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| He would care for you
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| And don’t ask me why someone so great would chose to walk with me and trade my
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| broken life for one that’s new
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| Go ask the child whose got a dad to love away the hurt he had before this man
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| called Jesus touched their lives
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| Go ask the one whose fears have fled whose churning heart was quieted when
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| someone whispered peace to all her strife
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| Go ask the man to tell you more whose life was just a raging war in spite of
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| self until the savior came
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| I don’t pretend to be so wise, I only know He touched my eyes and nothing else
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| will ever be the same
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| I don’t pretend to be so wise, I only know He touched my eyes and nothing else
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| will ever be the same
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| And nothing else will ever be the same |