| Not just a song that I sing to You
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| And not just some motions that I’m going through
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| You know me well, You see my life, the good and the bad
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| And You see beyond the face that I wear
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| You see my soul laid open and bare
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| Here in this place this is my hope, this is my prayer
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| The praise of my heart, the worship I bring
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| The life that I live is the song that I sing
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| Let it be real
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| Each note that I play, every moment of every day
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| Be the praise of my heart
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| Be the praise of my heart
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| Be the praise of my heart
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| Not just with my lips, and not from afar
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| Let me draw close to the beauty you are
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| Here in Your heart, see in Your face, that’s my desire
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| One thing I ask, one thing I seek
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| To dwell in your house, to sit at Your feet
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| To look in your eyes, to gaze on the one that makes me complete |