| I was buried beneath my shame
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| Who could carry that kind of weight
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| It was my tomb
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| Till I met You
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| I was breathing but not alive
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| All my failures I tried to hide
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| It was my tomb
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| Till I met You
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| You called my name
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| And I ran out of that grave
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| Out of the darkness
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| Into Your glorious day
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| You called my name
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| And I ran out of that grave
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| Out of the darkness
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| Into Your glorious day
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| Now Your mercy has saved my soul
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| Now Your freedom is all that I know
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| The old made new
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| Jesus, when I met You
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| You called my name
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| And I ran out of that grave
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| Out of the darkness
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| Into Your glorious day
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| You called my name
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| And I ran out of that grave
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| Out of the darkness
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| Into Your glorious day
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| I needed rescue, my sin was heavy
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| But chains break at the weight of Your glory
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| I needed shelter, I was an orphan
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| Now You call me a citizen of heaven
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| When I was broken, You were my healing
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| Now Your love is the air that I’m breathing
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| I have a future, my eyes are open
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| 'Cause when You called my name
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| I ran out of that grave
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| Out of the darkness
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| Into Your glorious day
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| You called my name
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| And I ran out of that grave
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| Out of the darkness
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| Into Your glorious day |