| Jesus commands us to go
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| But we go the other way
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| So he carries the burden alone
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| While his children are busy at play
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| Feeling so called to stay
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| Oh, how God grieves and believes that the world can’t be saved
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| Unless the ones he’s appointed obey
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| His command and his stand for the world
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| That he loved more than life
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| Oh, he died, and he cries out tonight
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| Jesus commands us to go
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| It should be the exception if we stay
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| It’s no wonder we’re moving so slow
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| When his church refuses to obey
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| Feeling so called to stay
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| Oh, how God comes, as he starts the great judgment of fire
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| So he can gain his greatest desire
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| Cause he knows that the souls of the lost
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| They can only be reached through us
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| We’re his hands and his feet
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| Jesus commands us to go
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| It should be the exception if we stay
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| It’s no wonder we’re moving so slow
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| When God’s children refuse to obey
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| Feeling so called to stay |