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Gonna close my door |
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Gonna shut all the lights |
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Wanna be alone |
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With you at my side |
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Tell me all those things |
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That I long to hear |
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In that still small voice |
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Whisper in my ear |
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To be alone with you Jesus |
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It's such an honor for me |
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Pour Your Life -- into me |
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Fill me with -- Your glory |
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Let your love -- consume me |
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Oh to be at this place |
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It's an act of your grace |
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And there's nothing that I'd rather do |
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Than to help myself to you |
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There I go again |
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Gotta dry my eyes |
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'Cause when I look at you |
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I so often cry |
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I get overwhelmed |
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By the you I see |
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By the love you are |
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What a gift to me |
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I want to live in your presence |
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I want to die in your arms |
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Pour Your Life -- into me |
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Fill me with -- Your glory |
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Let your love -- consume me |
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Oh to be at this place |
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It's an act of your grace |
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And there's nothing that I'd rather do |
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Than to help myself to you |
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When I can't see you |
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Help me to know |
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I can believe you |
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'Cause you've loved me so |
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Pour Your Life -- into me |
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Fill me with -- Your glory |
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Let your love -- consume me |
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Oh to be at this place |
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It's an act of your grace |
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And there's nothing that I'd rather do |
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Than to help myself to you |