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If I could see 2000 years ago |
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Travel back in time and walk in the |
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Day when just one man turned this world upside down |
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If I could be a guest at the wedding, and |
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Taste the wine that was water moments before |
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Would I realize what was really in store |
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That there would be so much more |
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Would I fall down and worship? |
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Leave all that I treasured behind? |
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For a chance to be closer |
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To the Man who might |
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Be the One who saves my life? |
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If I hear His voice call to Lazarus |
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Stand and stare as my friend stumbles out of the tomb |
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Witness blind men see their first morning sky |
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Would I believe what He says to be true |
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If I was there the night soldiers took Him away |
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Would I flee the scene like most of His friends |
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Then watch on the cross what I thought was the end |
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What would I do then |
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Would I fall down and worship? |
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Leave all that I treasured behind? |
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For a chance to be closer |
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To the Man who might |
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Be the One who saves my life? |
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And what would it be like |
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After three days gone by |
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Would I believe what they said |
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Or wanna see with my own eyes |
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Put my hand on the scars |
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Only then realize |
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My Lord, my God, alive |
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Will I fall down and worship? |
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Leave all that I treasure behind? |
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For a chance to be closer |
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'Cause He is still alive |
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And the One who saves my life! |
