| Sweet are the branches growing the fruit that comes from the vine
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| But these are just branches blown by the wind holding on to life
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| I want to be like them holding on to the One whose life is mine
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| And I know as I follow him His life will sure show in me
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| He said you will
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| Show yourselves to be the ones who follow Me
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| By the evidence you leave along the way
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| They’ll know that you are mine like the branches on the vine
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| If you show yourselves to be following me
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| Faith joins our heats to Him, it’s not a result of anything we do
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| But if we are part of Him, there will be reasons to believe it’s true
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| The fruit cannot help but grow if the branch is joined into the tree
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| And love cannot help but show in the one who goes where Jesus leads
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| He said you will
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| Show yourselves to be the ones who follow Me
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| By the evidence you leave along the way
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| They’ll know that you are mine like the branches on the vine
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| If you show yourselves to be following me
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| Planted in the fertile soil of quiet times
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| Watered by the rains of trouble, growing toward the sun that shines
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| They’ll know that you are Mine like the branches on the vine
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| If you show yourselves to be following Me |