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Great love setting the world on fire. I am in awe of who You are. And it's Your love I'm living for Can't you feel I'm drawing near. The place that broke your heart. Cut up and scarred. The dawn
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. This time around. Gospel changes, Lord. Still goin' down Jesus, He did not doubt His gift. Though He knew that He had not long to live. He took care of the business. Teaching us how to fly. Then He
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. This time around. Gospel changes, Lord. Still goin' down Jesus, He did not doubt His gift. Though He knew that He had not long to live. He took care of the business. Teaching us how to fly. Then He
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The world is full of strange behavior. Every man has to be his own savior. I know I can make it on my own if I try. But I'm searchin' for a great heart to stand me by. Underneath the African sky
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We'll meet at the river. We'll be delivered of every chain. Down into the water, children. Mothers and fathers in His sweet name To drown all our sins. And come up again forever changed. Never
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night of the soul. There in the sweetest songs of victory. Your grace finds me. Yes, Your grace finds me Your great grace. Oh, such grace. Your great grace. Oh, such grace So I'm breathing in Your
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Uhh,. Hit them with a lil' ghetto gospel. Chorus - Elton John. Those who wish to follow me (My ghetto gospel). I welcome with my hands. And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold. And peace
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love inside the rodeo. Top ranking in a three piece suit. Like a black work model. In lonestar boots Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love. Singing. Street songs of love
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is now So let go. You're on your own. There's something waiting for you. There's something waiting for you. So let go. Of the world. You know. There's something waiting for you. In the great
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While some folks row way up to heaven. I'm gonna sing the pirate's gospel. I'm gonna sow these feet for dancin'. I'm gonna keep my eyes wide open. Yo ho yo ho. Yo ho ho. Yo ho yo ho ho. Yo ho yo ho
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come. With shout of acclamation. To take me home. What joy shall fill my heart. Then I shall bow in humble adoration. And there proclaim my God how great thou art. Then sings my soul my savior God
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. The excess We end our great mission exhausted and sad. And there is no hope left. When suddenly in a cloud of golden smog. The father of excess. Jumps out of the water of the Amazonas full of
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radio. 'Cause from the lips of some old singer. We can share the troubles we already know. Turn 'em on, turn 'em on. Turn on those sad songs. When all hope is gone (Ah). Why don't you tune in and turn
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Lord. The Maker of Heaven and Earth. . I'll praise You in this storm. And I will lift my hands. For You are who You are. No matter where I am. And every tear I've cried. You hold in Your hand
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Lord. The Maker of Heaven and Earth. . I'll praise You in this storm. And I will lift my hands. For You are who You are. No matter where I am. And every tear I've cried. You hold in Your hand
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It's early in the morning. Today I'm moving away. Sitting here for the last time. Makes me feel so strange. . My life here has ended. Like a pulled up weed. Don't play no sad songs. They'll
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You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain. Too much love drives a man insane. You broke my will. But what a thrill. Goodness gracious great balls of fire!. . I laughed at love cause I thought
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You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain. Too much love drives a man insane. You broke my will. But what a thrill. Goodness gracious great balls of fire!. . I laughed at love cause I thought