| How could I stand here
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| And watch the sun rise
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| Follow the mountains
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| Where they touch the sky
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| Ponder the vastness
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| And the depths of the sea
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| And think for a moment
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| The point of it all was to make much of me
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| 'Cause I’m just a whisper
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| And You are the thunder and…
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| I want to make much of You, Jesus
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| I want to make much of Your love
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| I want to live today to give You the praise
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| That You alone are so worthy of
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| I want to make much of Your mercy
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| I want to make much of Your cross
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| I give You my life
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| Take it and let it be used
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| To make much of You
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| And how can I kneel here
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| And think of the cross
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| The thorns and the whip and the nails and the spear
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| The infinite cost
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| To purchase my pardon
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| And bear all my shame
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| To think I have anything worth boasting in
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| Except for Your name
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| 'Cause I am a sinner
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| And You are the Savior and.
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| I want to make much of You, Jesus
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| I want to make much of Your love
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| I want to live today to give You the praise
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| That You alone are so worthy of
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| I want to make much of Your mercy
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| I want to make much of Your cross
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| I give You my life
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| Take it and let it be used
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| To make much of You
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| This is Your love, oh, God
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| Not to make much of me
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| But to send Your own Son
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| So that we could make much of You
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| For all eternity
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| And I want to make much of You, Jesus
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| I want to make much of Your love
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| I want to live today to give You the praise
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| That You alone are so worthy of
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| I want to make much of Your mercy
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| I want to make much of Your cross
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| I give You my life
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| Take it and let it be used
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| To make much of You
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| I want to make much of You
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| Much of You, Jesus |