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Creation brings an offering |
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As autumn leaves turn to gold |
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The trees bow down in highest praise |
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Now made bare before Your throne |
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The western sky an amber blaze |
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At the end of the day |
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For everything must die to rise again |
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The winter?s chill, a bitter cold |
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As sin and shame leave us to fall |
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The clouds now full of newborn snow |
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For grace to come and save us all |
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Within the darkest night of man |
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Was found Your saving hand |
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For everything must die to rise again |
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On the third day behold the King |
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On the third day death has no sting |
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On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled |
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The earth it groans in labor pains |
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As flowers stretch to heaven above |
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Your creatures sing the prophet?s song |
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To be a gift of selfless love |
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The sun is rising in the east |
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And Your Spirit is unleashed |
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For everything must die to rise again |
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On the third day behold the King |
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On the third day death has no sting |
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On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled |
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And so we wait in joyful hope |
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For You to come and take us home |
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And so we join beneath the cross |
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In suffering from whence we go |
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The greatest act of sovereign grace |
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In the universe displayed |
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For everything must die to rise again |
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On the third day behold the King |
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On the third day death has no sting |
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On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled |
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On the third day the saints rejoice |
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On the third day we lift our voice |
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On the third day we're united and glorified |
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And everything must die to rise again |