| young men emphatic with their «always» and «nevers»
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| and the rich men emboldened by successful endeavors
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| and the strong man is armored- they all think they are safe
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| but they all rot the same when they lay in their graves
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| its all nothing
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| I don’t wanna find my life cause You say thats a deadly thing
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| I know everytime I try I always end up losing everything
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| so Father help me lose myself cause there are parts of me still holding on
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| just hide me in Your steps and lead me to the end
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| You’re all that I need, all that I got, all that I want
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| and in the end may l die as the thief
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| my greatest joy that You’d hang there with me
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| blessed further still if my flesh could be made an object of grace
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| to walk behind, to die beside, then wake to find
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| my Lord, my love in paradise
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| so i’ll boast in my weakness, You alone are my treasure
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| my life for You master, pour it out at Your pleasure
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| rage hell! |
| come death! |
| but still
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| i’ll dwell with you for all my days
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| and there is nothing that can separate
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| yeah there is nothing
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| and in the end l will die as a thief
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| my greatest joy that You hang here with me
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| blessed further still that my flesh has been made an object of grace
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| to walk behind, to die beside, and wake to find
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| my Lord, my love in paradise> |