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I'll tell of the Savior |
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I'll tell of His favor |
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I'll tell it Lord, wherever I go |
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I'll count every blessing |
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I'll go on confessing |
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I'll tell it Lord, wherever I go |
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What He is to you |
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Maybe you cannot see |
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But this thing I know |
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He's everything to me |
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Oh, He'll be there, meet me there |
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Then go where He'll prepare |
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I'll tell it Lord, wherever I go |
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And if I were dying |
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With just one word to say |
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I'd speak it for Jesus |
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And breathe my life away |
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'Cause He'll be there, lead me there |
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Then go where He's prepared |
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I'll tell it Lord, wherever I go |
