| There are days,
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| When I feel
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| The best of me Is ready to begin
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| Then they’re days,
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| When I feel
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| I’m letting go,
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| And soaring on the wind
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| But I’ve learned in laughter or in pain,
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| How to survive
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| I get on my knees
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| I get on my knees
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| there I am before the lord that
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| Changes me See, I don’t know how,
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| But there’s power
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| when i’m on my knees
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| i can be in a crowd,
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| or by myself.
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| or almost anywhere,
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| when i feel, there’s a need
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| to talk with god, he is emannuel,
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| when i close my eyes,
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| no darkness there
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| there’s only light
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| when i get on my knees
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| when i get on my knees
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| there i am before the lord that changes me see i don’t know how, but there’s power
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| in the blue sky
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| i don’t know how, but there’s power
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| and in the midnight
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| i don’t know how, but there’s power
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| when i’m on my knees
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| i get on my knees
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| i get on my knees
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| and there i am before the lord that changes me i don’t know how, but there’s power
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| i don’t know how, but god gives me power
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| i don’t know how, but there’s power
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| when i’m on my knees |