| My heart is restless as I wander through this jungle
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| The trees above refuse to let the sunlight through
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| And somewhere deep inside I hear the whispered longings
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| That tell me I was made for more than this
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| A blinding flash of light falls down into the darkeness
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| Slowly I notice strange new markings on the trail
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| The crimson drops are calling out to me come and follow
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| «I am the God who made you, let me show you how to live»
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| And I cry
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to go wherever He leads
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to walk the trail He’s marked for me
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| And be a God follower
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| And now I journey on with purpose and with passion
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| Just like a dead man who’s been given breath again
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| And though this path can still grow dark with tears and sorrow
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| I know He will never leave me, so with everything I am
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| I will say
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to go wherever He leads
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to walk the trail He’s marked for me
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| And when I reach God’s place
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| I will look into His face
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| And then I’ll look for you
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| Will I find you there?
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| Can you say with me
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to be a God follower
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| (More than anything)
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to go wherever He leads
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to walk the trail He’s marked for me
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to go wherever He leads
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| I want to be a God follower
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| I want to walk the trail He’s marked for me
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| More than anything
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| Yeah, I want to be a God follower |