| Father God, You know my every thought
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| You know my ways, the path on which I walk
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| And You know me better than I know myself
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| And You’ve known me longer than anyone else
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| Such knowledge is too wonderful for me
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| And I can’t even understand it
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| Such knowledge is too wonderful for me
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| And I can’t even comprehend it
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| But I know You see
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| Oh this I know
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| You see
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| Oh, I could walk where men may never tread
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| Or plunge the depths where I could make my bed
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| But I never win hide-and-seek
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| You’re so good at finding me
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| Only lost in the mystery
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| Of the depth of Your love for me
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| Such knowledge is too wonderful for me
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| And I can’t even understand it
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| Such knowledge is too wonderful for me
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| Oh, and I can’t even comprehend it
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| But I know You see
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| Oh this I know
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| You see
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| And even when
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| Even when my world is shaking, Lord
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| Your hand will hold me still
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| Even when
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| Even when my world is shaking, Lord
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| Your hand will hold me still
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| I am fearfully and wonderfully made
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| I am fearfully and wonderfully made
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| I am fearfully and wonderfully made
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| I am fearfully and wonderfully made |