| Lord, my friend has gone to be with You
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| I’m not asking why or questioning what You’d do
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| But I’m realizing that my days are numbered too
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| Will my life have been all that I wanted it to
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| Will my friends get back on precious memories
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| And if I sing to the world
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| Will they know You or the love in me
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| And the praise I gave goes on eternally
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| How will they remember me
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| How will they remember
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| I hope when they remember
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| They see You
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| I’m young, but in my heart, I must be sure
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| Oh, so sure, all my days cannot just slip away
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| In all that it seems, life will be too short
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| Wasn’t I a child just yesterday
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| Time just slips away
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| Come back, yesterday
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| Lord, I’m not afraid to be with You
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| But I feel there’s so much left for me to do
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| I just have to know what I made You proud to
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| Will they know I love You
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| How will they remember
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| I hope when they remember
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| They see You
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| Oh, how will they remember
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| I hope when they remember
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| They see You
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| I want the world to see Jesus with me
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| Time just slips away
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| Please, say you saw Him with me |
| How will they… |