| Sitting here
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| Don’t know how I made it over
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| Wondering, wondering
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| Have I lost my way
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| Which road should I take
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| Is this my fate
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| But you placed inside of me
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| A storm-kit that I’ve held on to
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| My own proverbial red blanket
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| And when it seems all hope was lost
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| You gave me hope
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| Riches unspeakable
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| Love that’s unstoppable
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| More than you’ll ever know
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| You gave me Christ
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| Weapons with which to fight
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| You taught me sacrifice
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| Love that will never die
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| And when times got hard
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| You taught me how to worship God
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| When times got hard
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| You taught me how to worship God
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| Looking back
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| Thinking of all the stuff I’ve been through
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| Pondering what could have been
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| But I’ve learned along the way
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| That through the storm and in the famine
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| I can’t lose my faith
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| And I’ll give God praise
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| But you placed inside of me
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| A storm-kit that I’ve held on to
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| My own proverbial red blanket
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| And when it seems all hope was lost
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| You gave me hope
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| Riches unspeakable
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| Love that’s unstoppable
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| More than you’ll ever know
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| You gave me Christ
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| Weapons with which to fight
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| You taught me sacrifice
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| Love that will never die
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| When times got hard
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| You taught me how to worship God
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| When times got hard
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| You taught me how to worship God
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| You gave me hope
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| Riches unspeakable
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| Love that’s unstoppable
|
| More than you’ll ever know
|
| You gave me Christ
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| Weapons with which to fight
|
| You taught me sacrifice
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| Love that will never die
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| When times got hard
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| You taught me how to worship God
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| I know when times get hard
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| That I can get on my knees
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| That I can look to you Lord
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| Oh, I worship God |