| Father I see that you are drawing a line in the sand
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| And I want to be standing on your side, holding your hand
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| So let your kingdom come, let it live in me This is my prayer, this is my plea
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| Father I see that you are drawing a line in the sand
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| And I want to be standing on your side, holding your hand
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| So let your kingdom come, let it live in me This is my prayer, this is my plea
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| Let the worshippers arise
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| Let the sons and the daughters sing
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| I surrender in my all
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| I surrender to the King
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| Let the worshippers arise
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| Let the sons and the daughters sing
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| I surrender in my all
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| I surrender to the King
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| Father I hear it growing louder
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| The song of your redeemed
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| As the saints of every nation
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| Are awakening to sing
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| From our hearts there comes an anthem
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| Oh, hear the heavens ring
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| This is our song, a song to our King!
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| Let the worshippers arise
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| Let the sons and the daughters sing
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| I surrender in my all
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| I surrender to the King |