| I hung my head, for the last time
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| In surrender and despair
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| Before I’m dead, I’ll take the last climb
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| Up the mountain, face my fears
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| The time has come, to make a choice
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| Use my voice for the love of every man
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| My minds made up, never again
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| Never again, will I turn 'round
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| Though they may surround me like lions
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| And crush me on all sides
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| I may fall, but I will rise
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| Not by my might, or my power, or by the strength of swords
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| Only through, Your love, my Lord
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| All that’s lost, will be, restored
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| Take courage sons, for we must go under
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| The heart of darkness, and set them free
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| But don’t lose heart when you see the numbers
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| There’s no measure for, the faith we bring
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| And it’s given us, to overcome
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| If we run, where the Spirit calls us on
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| The greatest things, have yet to come
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| With the dawn, we will rise
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| Though they may surround us like lions
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| And crush us on all sides
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| We may fall, but we will rise
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| Not by my might, or my power, or by the strength of swords
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| Only through, Your love, my Lord
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| All that’s lost, will be, restored |