| As the choir sang, pass me not, oh gentle Savior
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| Something stabbed me like a sword
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| He was calling walk with me
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| But I couldn’t walk I had to run to meet my Lord
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| Well, I couldn’t walk I had to run to meet my Lord
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| He’s been patiently waiting at my door
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| Jesus wanted me free from sin, the devil in me wouldn’t let him in
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| But I finally couldn’t walk I had to run to meet my Lord
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| As the choir sang (softly and tenderly Jesus is calling)
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| I was crying tears of joy
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| Then my Savior smiled on me
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| Now my heart is singing singing singing for my Lord
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| Well, I couldn’t walk I had to run to meet my Lord
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| He’s been patiently waiting at my door
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| Jesus wanted me free from sin, the devil in me wouldn’t let him in
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| But I finally couldn’t walk I had to run to meet my Lord
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| Praise God, I couldn’t walk I had to run to meet my Lord |