| I can’t take a heart that’s broken
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| Make it over again
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| But I know a man who can
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| And I can’t take a soul that’s sinful
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| And make it white, whiter than snow
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| But I know a man who can
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| Some call Him Savior, the Redeemer of all men
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| I call Him Jesus, for He’s my dearest friend
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| If you feel, no one can help you
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| And your life is out of hand
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| Well, I know a man who can
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| I can’t walk upon the waters
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| Or calm a raging sea
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| But I know a man who can
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| And I can’t cause blind eyes to open
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| Make the lame to rise up and walk again
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| But I know a man who can
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| Some call Him Savior, the Redeemer of all men
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| I call Him Jesus, for He’s my dearest friend
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| If you feel, no one can help you
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| And your life is out of hand
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| Well, I know a man who can
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| Some call Him Savior, the Redeemer of all men
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| I call Him Jesus, for He’s my dearest friend
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| If you feel, no one can help you
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| And your life is out of hand
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| Well, I know a man
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| Yes, I know a man who can |