| I was born with an angel whispering in my ear
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| Telling me sacred secrets that God wanted me to hear
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| And I have lived to tell the mysteries I’ve been told
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| And even when they tell me it’s my time to go CHORUS
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| No I will not, No I will not
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| Not go quietly
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| No I will not, No I will not
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| Not go quietly no, no, Not go quietly no, no Not go quietly
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| These things I tell, they are much true
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| Than the heart of he who speaks
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| Even so, this humble servant
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| Can not help but talk about his king
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| So I will sing 'cause I can’t hold back the song
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| I shout and scream, Until God takes me home
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| CHORUS
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| Bridge
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| So How can I keep silent?
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| So how can I not speak?
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| And tell about the saviour
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| Who has set this prisoner free?
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| CHORUS |