| Well, I remember when I danced at the altar
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| I didn’t care if it cost me a friend or two
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| I remember getting baptized in cold water
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| But rising with a fire in my soul
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| Same power, now and forever, no, You’re not through
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| Same words, can speak to the mountains and make them move
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| I know the God of the old is the God of the new
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| I know that You did it then and You still do
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| You still do
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| Do you remember the roar of a choir?
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| As they praised Him for hours and He’d filled the room
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| Oh, I remember when they told her she had cancer
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| And we didn’t have the answers
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| But where there’s three or two
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| Same power, now and forever, no, You’re not through
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| Same words, can speak to the mountains and make them move
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| I know the God of the old is the God of the new
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| I know that You did it then and You still do
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| You still do
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| You’re still mighty and strong, faithful and true
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| You’ll make a way, that’s just what You do
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| You’re the breaker of chains, beginning and end
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| I’ve seen it over and over, the same…
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| Power, now and forever, no, You’re not through
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| Same words, can speak to the mountains and make them move
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| I know the God of the old is the God of the new
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| I know that You did it then and You still do
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| The same power, now and forever, no, You’re not through
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| Same words, can speak to the mountains and make them move
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| I know the God of the old is the God of the new
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| I know that You did it then and You still do
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| You still do |