| Alone in a garden weeping
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| Begging his father pleadin'
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| Take this cup from me
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| But if it’s your will father let it be
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| All of the others sleepin'
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| Sweat on his brow was bleedin'
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| He could have run away
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| But he chose to stay
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| This is love, this is real
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| This is more than a hope or a feeling
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| It’s enough to cover us
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| This is love
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| After a kiss, abandoned
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| Beaten and cursed for passion
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| They lifted him up to die
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| But he laid down his life
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| Death only wished it was stronger
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| The grave couldn’t hold him longer
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| He rose in victory to rescue his enemies
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| This is love, this is real
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| This is more than a hope or a feeling
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| It’s enough to cover us
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| This is love
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| This is love, this is real
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| This is more than a hope or a feeling
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| It’s enough to cover us
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| This is love
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| It seems like this mercy is followin' me
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| It seems like this love has come to rescue me
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| It seems like this mercy is followin' me
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| Everywhere I go, it seems like this mercy
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| This is love, this is real
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| This is more than a hope or a feeling
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| It’s enough to cover us
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| This is love
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| This is love, this is real
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| This is more than a hope or a feeling
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| It’s enough to cover us
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| This is love, love
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| It’s enough to cover us
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| This is love |