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How could I stand here |
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And watch the sun rise |
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Follow the mountains |
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Where they touch the sky |
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Ponder the vastness |
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And the depths of the sea |
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And think for a moment |
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The point of it all was to make much of me |
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'Cause I'm just a whisper |
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And You are the thunder and... |
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I want to make much of You, Jesus |
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I want to make much of Your love |
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I want to live today to give You the praise |
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That You alone are so worthy of |
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I want to make much of Your mercy |
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I want to make much of Your cross |
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I give You my life |
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Take it and let it be used |
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To make much of You |
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And how can I kneel here |
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And think of the cross |
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The thorns and the whip and the nails and the spear |
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The infinite cost |
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To purchase my pardon |
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And bear all my shame |
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To think I have anything worth boasting in |
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Except for Your name |
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'Cause I am a sinner |
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And You are the Savior and.. |
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I want to make much of You, Jesus |
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I want to make much of Your love |
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I want to live today to give You the praise |
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That You alone are so worthy of |
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I want to make much of Your mercy |
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I want to make much of Your cross |
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I give You my life |
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Take it and let it be used |
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To make much of You |
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This is Your love, oh, God |
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Not to make much of me |
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But to send Your own Son |
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So that we could make much of You |
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For all eternity |
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And I want to make much of You, Jesus |
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I want to make much of Your love |
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I want to live today to give You the praise |
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That You alone are so worthy of |
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I want to make much of Your mercy |
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I want to make much of Your cross |
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I give You my life |
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Take it and let it be used |
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To make much of You |
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I want to make much of You |
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Much of You, Jesus |
