| Having caught a glimpse of his perfect face in the mirror
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| Seeing but a poor reflection
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| Longing fills my heart
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| And then I hear the echo of
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| Singing that no earthly voice could make
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| If you will listen you will hear
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| The sound of singing as the morning dawns
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| The sun will rise, then you will go
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| You are a prisoner no more
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| Now I know I must surrender everything
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| All to him
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| Knowing I must die to live anew
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| If you will listen you will hear
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| The sound of singing as the morning dawns
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| The sun will rise, then you will go
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| You are a prisoner no more
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| Lay down your sorrow and behold him
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| Rise up like children we will follow him
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| For we return unto our father
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| Our King, behold him now our Father
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| Watching our lives rush by in the mirror’s poor reflection
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| We never really see the true life waiting just beyond
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| It’s such a weary world that groans beneath the curse
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| If only we could go home
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| (Backing Vocals)
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| Rise up, rise up and go
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| Your curse is broken now
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| Rise up, Come forth
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| She sees him standing there
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| Her King and father
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| Eyes bright and shining, and full of love
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| Standing by to claim her for his bride, her prince has come
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| Now her sorrow is turned to
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| Joy… |