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For those who seek the face of God |
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For those who call the name of Christ |
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The road upon this earthly sod |
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Will one day lead to Paradise |
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We embrace the cross of Calvary |
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Pressing toward the prize we will receive |
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We're waiting on new wings |
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Searching an old sky |
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Waiting for the day, we see Heaven coming down |
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There's a Promiseland awaiting |
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But, there's mercy in the meantime |
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While we're walking on this ground |
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Between crosses and crowns |
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We stumble and we lose our way |
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We question what we're doing here |
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Yet all the time we watch and pray |
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We're wondering if the end is near |
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So He left us His amazing grace |
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Until we see Him face to face |
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We're pilgrims on a mission field |
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Where the heart gets changed |
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And the soul gets healed |
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There's a purpose in these shadowlands |
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Between the crowns of gold |
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And the nail-scarred hands |
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