| We were ruined in our sin
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| We were guilty and undone
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| When Your love reached down
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| With sovereign hands
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| And beckoned us to come
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| You sought out the wanderers
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| Made the prodigals come home
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| With a lavish feast You welcomed us
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| For You made us Your own
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| You have loved us like You love Your Son
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| We are heirs with Christ, bought by His blood
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| Oh how great the love that we’ve been shown
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| We’re Your children now
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| You made us Your own
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| We are strangers to the world
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| But no strangers to Your throne
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| We draw near You now with confidence
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| For all our fears are gone
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| And when Christ our King returns
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| We’ll meet saints we’ve never known
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| And forever we will be amazed
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| That You made us Your own |