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There's a step that we all take alone |
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An appointment we have with the great unknown |
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Like a vapor this life is just waiting to pass |
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Like the flowers that fade, like the withering grass |
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But life seems so long and death so complete |
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And the grave an impossible potion to cheat |
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But there's |
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One who has been there and still lives to tell |
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There is One who has been through both heaven and hell |
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And the grave will come up empty-handed that day |
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Jesus will come and steal us away |
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Where is the sting, tell me where is the bite? |
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When the grave robber comes like a thief in the night |
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Where is the victory, where is the prize? |
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When the grave robber comes and death finally dies |
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Many still mourn, many still weep |
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For those that they love who have fallen asleep |
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But we have this hope though our hearts may still ache |
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Just one shout from above and they all will awake |
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And in the reunion of joy we will see |
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Death will be swallowed in sweet victory |
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Where is the sting, tell me where is the bite? |
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When the grave robber comes like a thief in the night |
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Where is the victory, where is the prize? |
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When the grave robber comes and death finally dies |
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When the last enemy is done, from the dust will come a song |
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Those asleep will be awakened, not a one will be forsakened |
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He shall wipe away our tears, |
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He will steal away our fears |
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There will be no sad tomorrow, there will be no pain and sorrow |
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Where is the sting, tell me where is the bite? |
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When the grave robber comes like a thief in the night |
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Where is the victory, where is the prize? |
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When the grave robber comes and death finally |
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Where is the sting, tell me where is the bite? |
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When the grave robber comes like a thief in the night |
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Where is the victory, where is the prize? |
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When the grave robber comes and death finally dies |
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Finally dies |
