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So many choices for a man to make, |
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So many ways that he can go, |
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But all the kingdoms in a thousand worlds, |
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Could not replace the peace I know. |
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The things of earth can never satisfy |
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The hunger deep in me. |
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Behold the Lamb of God, |
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Reaching out His nail-scarred hand. |
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He wants to lift you up, |
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Give you strength so you can stand. |
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It's only natural for a man to dream, |
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To reach for stars above himself. |
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My life was cluttered with shattered dreams, |
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Before I learned to seek your will. |
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You are the rain that falls on thirsty ground |
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And the light that opens windows in my soul. |
