| I’ve seen some glorious days
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| Where I flew so much higher
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| Much higher than I ever thought I would
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| And soaring through the air I would declare
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| Well, isn’t God, isn’t He good?
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| 'Cause He was and He is
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| And He always will be
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| But in the in between
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| It’s hard for me to see
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| In the in between
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| Where every day life happens
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| And the fields of green
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| Belonged to someone else
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| In the in between
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| Of what will be and what has been
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| Jesus is a faithful friend
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| In the in between
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| I’ve been unsure of myself
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| But even in the dark
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| I’m pretty sure that all is well and then I see
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| There in a mirror looking back at me
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| A work that is not everything that it would be
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| And He was and He is
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| And He always will be
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| Close beside and holdin' on to me
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| In the in between
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| Where every day life happens
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| And the fields of green
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| Belonged to someone else
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| In the in between
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| Of what will be and what has been
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| Jesus is a faithful friend
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| In the in between
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| Grace and mercy know no season
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| There is no good reason why the best of days
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| Might not be the days ahead
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| And in the in between when you have some time to dream Your faith and strength
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| will be restored
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| By the gracious Lord of the in between
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| Where every day life happens
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| And the fields of green
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| Belonged to someone else
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| In the in between
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| Of what will be and what has been
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| Jesus is a faithful friend
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| In the in between
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| Jesus He’s a faithful friend, in the in between. |