| Out on the front line tonight
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| Fearing defeat, bruised from the fight
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| Feeling too tired to run
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| But inside we know the race isn’t done
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| It’s time to be soldiers
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| ‘Cause the fight isn’t over
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| So we need to come closer
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| And lay all our burdens down
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| To the One who knows us
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| And the One who holds us
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| Here on this battleground
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| Lift up your head
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| The King has come
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| We know that His love
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| His love has won
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| Keep marching on
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| To the risen Son
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| His love has won
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| All through the city tonight
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| Hope’s running deep, he hears our cry
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| It’s time to be soldiers
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| ‘Cause the fight isn’t over
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| So we need to come closer
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| And lay all our burdens down
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| To the One who knows us
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| And the One who holds us
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| Here on this battleground
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| Lift up your head
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| The King has come
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| We know that His love
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| His love has won
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| Keep marching on
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| To the risen Son His love shines brighter than the darkest night
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| His love runs deep, His love runs wide
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| And after all is said and done
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| His love has won, we know, His love has won
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| We march to the beat of a different drum
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| We know, we know His love has won
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| We march in the light of the risen Son
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| Oooh, His love has won
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| Lift up your head
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| The King has come
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| We know that His love
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| We march to the beat of a different drum
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| We know, we know His love has won
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| We march in the light of the risen Son
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| Oooh, His love has won
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| His love has won |