| Lord, let there be light in the dark
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| I need a silver line in the storm
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| And suddenly I can see when it rains it pours
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| But every single drop is dripping with Your love
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| Your love
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| When I am weak You’re strong
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| Your grace is all I’ve got
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| What love is this that loves no matter what?
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| Your love, Your love, my God
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| If I can’t see the light through the pain
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| Tell me how a thorn could ever be grace!
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| And suddenly You let me see in Your crown of thorns
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| That though there might be pain You’ll roll the stone away, my God
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| When I am weak You’re strong
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| Your grace is all I’ve got
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| What love is this that loves no matter what?
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| Your love, Your love, my God
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| Your grace is sufficient for yesterday’s sorrows
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| Your grace is sufficient for my right now
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| Your grace is sufficient for what may come tomorrow
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| Your strength is made perfect in this somehow
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| When I am weak You’re strong
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| Your grace is all I’ve got
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| What love is this that loves no matter what?
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| Your love, Your love, my God |