| He was a friend to sinners
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| He was a gentle man
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| Beautiful, humble master plan
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| His voice could pierce the darkness
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| Quiet an angry sea
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| I hear Him saying follow me
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| I look in your eyes and I tell you these things
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| But somehow I know that it’s hard to believe
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| Could you believe if I really was like Him
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| If I lived all the words that I said
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| If for a change I would kneel down before you
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| And serve you instead
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| Could you believe
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| He was the Lamb of mercy
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| Undying hope of men
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| Waiting for love to come again
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| He is the light of heaven
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| Radiant Prince of peace
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| I Hear him saying, «Follow Me»
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| I look in your eyes and I tell you these things
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| But somehow I know that it’s hard to believe
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| Could you believe if I carried my own cross
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| If I saw that the children were fed
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| If for a moment I held my opinion
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| And quietly led Could you believe
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| I am meant to be a pure reflection of the truth
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| So above it all I pray that I will not obscure the view
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| Could you believe if I stood here transparent
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| And through me you could see his eyes
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| Could you believe if you saw right inside me
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| And there was no disguise
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| Could you believe if I was really like him
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| If I lived all the words that I said
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| If it was clear that I held in my heart
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| What I know in my head
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| Could you believe, could you believe
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| Looking at me, could you believe
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| Could you believe? |