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He left the splendor of heaven |
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Knowing His destiny |
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Was the lonely hill of Golgotha |
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There to lay down His life for me |
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And if that isn't love |
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Then the ocean is dry |
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There's no stars in the sky |
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And the little sparrows can't fly |
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Yeah if that isn't love |
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Then heaven's a myth |
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There's no feeling like this |
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If that isn't love |
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Even in death He remembered |
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The thief hanging by His side |
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Then he spoke of love and compassion |
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And He took him to paradise |
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And if that isn't love |
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Then the ocean is dry |
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There's no stars in the sky |
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And the little sparrows can't fly |
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Yeah if that isn't love |
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Then heaven's a myth |
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There's no feeling like this |
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If that isn't love It's got to be love |
