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Hold on to Jesus |
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Tell Him about everything |
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Your dreams and your troubles |
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Pure hearts desire one thing |
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And mine is to know You |
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Mine is to break down |
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And shatter to pieces |
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And lose everything I've found |
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I'm learning that nothing worth anything is cheap. |
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I'm learning the path is thin and the grade is steep, |
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And that the altars where we lay ourselves will crack when tested |
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And that theres only one that turns our hearts to gold |
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Hold on to Jesus |
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Tell Him about everything |
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Your dreams and your troubles |
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Pure hearts desire one thing |
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And mine is to know You |
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Mine is to break down |
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And shatter to pieces |
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And lose everything I've found |
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I'm finding that I'm not who I once thought I was |
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I'm finding I'm powerless to obtain Your love |
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And that the only gifts I bring to You are rags and failures |
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And through a strange exchange You've made them myrrh and gold. |
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Hold on to Jesus |
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Tell Him about everything |
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Your dreams and your troubles |
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Pure hearts desire one thing |
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And mine is to know You |
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Mine is to break down |
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And shatter to pieces |
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And lose everything I've found |
