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Daughters they tune you. |
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They're bringing the sweetness to me. |
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To my eyes and mind purity. |
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Compassionate societies. |
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Oh Daughter your faith has healed. Rejoice! |
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Your King comes to you, gentle on a donkey |
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so shout and be glad. |
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Daughter He does live among us |
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and the Nations have joined. |
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We are called His children |
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and the Nations are joined. |
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No war horses but only broken battlebows |
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Proclaiming peace to the nations. |
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His rule extends from the sea to the sea |
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from the river to the ends of all the earth. |
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You are no longer called desolate. |
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Shake off your dust rise up sit enthroned |
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free yourself from the chains on your neck. |
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You were sold for nothing and |
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without money you are redeemed. |
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You are daughters you are sons |
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as Papa and His son is one. |
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And as we're strollin' speaking truths |
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The Spirit runs. |
