| There is a mountain in between
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| What You have said and what I I see
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| Standing before this offering
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| My failing heart will fight to believe
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| On this altar, on this road
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| You have called me from my home
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| The weight I carry is not my own
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| Spirit move this heart of stone
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| How can I walk in my new name?
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| «Father of many,» a promise You gave
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| And on this altar, and on this road
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| I lay down my flesh and bones
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| And here on this mountain I have climbed
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| Wrestling doubts that flood my mind
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| When ashes and dust are all that remain
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| The hope for the world still comes from my vein
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| On this altar, on this road
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| You have called me from my home
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| The weight I carry is not my own
|
| Spirit move this heart of stone
|
| How can I walk in my new name?
|
| «Father of many,» a promise You gave
|
| And on this altar, and on this road
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| I lay down my flesh and bones
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| And I will sing out
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| Until I believe now
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| You’re faithful to carry me
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| Oh I will sing out
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| Until I believe now
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| You’re faithful to carry me
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| On this altar, on this road
|
| You have called me from my home
|
| The weight I carry is not my own
|
| Spirit move this heart of stone
|
| How can I walk in my new name?
|
| «Father of many,» a promise You gave
|
| And on this altar, and on this road
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| I lay down my flesh and bones |