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Lord Jesus, |
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I just want to praise you for your love |
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And the way that you displayed your love |
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And that you died for us while we were yet sinners |
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I'm amazed |
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Lord, I'm so amazed at the way you show your love to us |
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That you ain't stop us in [?] that you would come to us |
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We sin so much, that feeling 'came numb to us |
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Our hearts lied to us, |
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Lord Please come school us |
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While we pursued fake treasure like a dumb jeweler |
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You planned to redeem man |
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You would come scoop us |
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Who is man that you would notice us? |
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God, mold us |
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It's pure grace that you would even rest your eyes on us |
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Much less leave the heavens, come and die for us |
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Humbled to the point of death |
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You would cry for us |
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Bloody sweat |
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No rest, you would [?] for us |
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Took blows, you gave flesh |
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You were my donor |
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Eternally merciful, never bi-polar |
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You pitied me |
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Took the weight right off of my shoulders |
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Stood in my place |
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Erased the death in us |
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You showed your love and died while we were yet sinners |
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Nothing in my hands |
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I bring Simply to the cross |
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I cling And ever since the nails went bang! |
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All you people respond and sing hallelujah |
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You put your love on it |
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You put your love on display |
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There was nothin' 'bout me that moved you to love |
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I was born unclean in a pool of blood |
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Then you said, "Live" |
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You really proved your love |
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Christ took my death |
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My noose has loosened up |
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You saw me full of sin and full of lust, rage |
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You hated my sin because of all your just ways |
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But you pitied me |
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Showered me with much grace |
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I read the good news printed on the front page |
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The headline read "Christ for my lust paid, for my sin died, now He was just raised" |
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And the way |
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I knew the grace from you was real sweet |
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Is that you came and died while |
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I was still weak |
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What compassion you showed |
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Displayed your great love with actions |
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Yeah, the facts in the scroll |
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Now I'm like a dirty burlap sack full of gold |
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You put treasure in the clay pot |
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I'm amped to behold |
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Nothing in my hands |
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I bring Simply to the cross |
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I cling And ever since the nails went bang |
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All you people respond and sing hallelujah |
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You put your love |
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You put it |
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You put your love on display |
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You put your love on display ever since the day you came |
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Now the only thing to say is hallelujah |