| Turn back, O man
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| Forswear thy foolish ways
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| Old now is earth
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| And none may count her days
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| Yet thou, her child
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| Whose head is crowned with flames
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| Still will not hear
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| Thine inner God proclaims
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| Turn back, O man (is your seat comfortable sir?)
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| Turn back, O man (mmm, I like that)
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| Turn back, O man (can you take it?)
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| Forswear thy foolish ways
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| (See ya later I’m going to the front of the thee-AY-ter)
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| Earth might be fair
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| And all men glad and wise
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| Age after age their tragic empires rise
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| Built while they dream
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| And in that dreaming weep
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| Would man but wake
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| From out his haunted sleep
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| Turn back, O man…(i'll say it again)
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| Turn back, O man… (can you see from where you’re sittin'?)
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| Turn back, O man… (hiya big boy)
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| Forswear thy foolish ways
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| Earth shall be fair
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| And all her people one
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| Not till that hour
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| Shall God’s whole will be done
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| Now, even now
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| Once more from earth to sky
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| Peels forth in joy
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| Man’s old undaunted cry
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| Earth shall be fair
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| And all her people one
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| C’mere Jesus, I got something to show ya!
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| Turn back, oh man
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| Forswear thy foolish ways!
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| Old now is earth
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| And none may count her days
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| Yet thou, her child
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| Whose head is crowned with flames
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| Still will not hear
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| Thine inner God proclaims
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| Turn back, oh man
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| Turn back, oh man
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| Turn back, oh man
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| Forswear thy foolish ways!
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| Play it honey! |