| A change for the better
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| I’m reading Your letter
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| There’s love on the pages
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| There’s love for the ages
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| Right, wrong, same song
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| Your grace still sufficient
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| No shame, we admit it
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| Your way’s a higher way
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| Oh, send a new wave
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| Do a new thing
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| Don’t wait
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| Please move… in new ways
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| Do new things, yes
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| We wait on you
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| And I think of all the things You brought me through
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| The world, it needs to follow you
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| And I think of all the days my hope was through
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| And still you came and brought me through
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| Brought me through from shame, temptation
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| Hopelessness, no motivation
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| Accusers in the waves throwing dirt on my name (yeah)
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| What’s my name without Your love?
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| (What's my name without You?)
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| Will not make it without Your love
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| (I won’t make it)
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| God, send a new wave
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| Do a new thing (yeah)
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| Don’t wait
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| Please move
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| In new ways
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| Do new things
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| So we wait… on You (yes!)
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| And I think of all the things You brought me through
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| The world, it needs to follow You
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| I think of all those days my hope was through
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| But still You came and brought me through
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| I can’t be without Your love
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| I can’t be without You
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| I can’t do it, no
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| Won’t you help me say it
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| I can’t be without Your love
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| I can’t be without Ya
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| I can’t, I can’t alone
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| And I think of all the things You brought me through
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| The world, it needs to follow You
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| I think of all those days my hope was through
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| But still You came and brought me through
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| So, send a new wave
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| Do a new thing
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| Don’t wait
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| Please move
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| In new ways
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| Do new things, yes
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| We wait on You!
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| Please move
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| Please move
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| Please do things
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| I know You can
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| I know
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| Came back for Him, the body was gone
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| All that was left was the stone
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| The Sword it was on
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| Two feet, on two wings
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| Blood and meat from the bone
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| A risen kingdom, but no mobile phones
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| Just faithful messengers
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| Everyday is being used in mysterious ways
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| And everything is a cost with some pain
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| Some lonely days, Jehovah knows
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| High on the throne, Christ to the right
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| This pen can’t write the sights of my home
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| In spite of miracles, doubt abounds
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| Octo-, with tentacles
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| I can’t make it without the faith to know
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| It’s only Christ that rights the fights of unknown
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| I can’t make it without the faith to know
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| It’s only Christ that rights the fights of unknown
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| I can’t make it without the faith to know
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| It’s only Christ that rights the fights of unknown |