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He is jealous for me |
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Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree |
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Bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy |
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When all of a sudden |
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I am unaware of these |
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Afflictions eclipsed by glory |
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And I realize just how beautiful you are and |
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How great Your affections are for me |
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And Oh, How He loves us so |
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Oh, How He loves us |
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How He loves us so |
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He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves |
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Yeah He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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We are His portion and He is our prize |
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Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes, |
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If grace is an ocean we're all sinking |
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So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss |
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And my heart turns violently in side of my chest, |
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I don't have time to maintain these regrets |
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When I think about the way |
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He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves |
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Yeah He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
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Whoa, How He loves us |
