| With one eye open I saw her slowing start to stand
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| Her trembling hands wiped her tears away
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| She looked so tired and broken
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| She never lifts her head, she softly says, I can’t make it through another day
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| I’m as far away from God as I can be
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| Is there any way that He still loves me
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| Can He still love me
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| If there were a thousand steps between you and God
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| And you could see no way across the great divide
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| Just take one step towards His loving arms
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| And He’ll take nine hundred and ninety-nine
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| He slips into the back door and he straightens up his tie
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| His bloodshot eyes tell of the night before
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| He comes here every Sunday, but his life is never changed
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| He’s played the game but he knows there’s something more
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| I’m so close but still so far away
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| I can’t live like this another day
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| Not another day
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| If there were a thousand steps between you and God
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| And you could see no way across the great divide
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| Just take one step towards His loving arms
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| And He’ll take nine hundred and ninety-nine
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| Maybe you think that there’s a place you can go and He won’t be there
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| He won’t even care
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| Didn’t you know that there is no depth or height to keep us from
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| His amazing love
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| If there were a thousand steps between you and God
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| And you could see no way across the great divide
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| Just take one step towards His loving arms
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| And He’ll take nine hundred and ninety-nine
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| He’ll take nine hundred and ninety-nine
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| Nine hundred and ninety-nine
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| Take one step |