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Lord, I wish |
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I could praise |
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You With adequate words |
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But You leave me speechless |
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And I so long to sing |
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You The song |
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You deserve |
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But it would be endless |
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I long to move |
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Your heart |
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I bring You something new |
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I tell how great |
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You are Tell my praise to |
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You It's like an ocean breeze |
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Blowing on your face |
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Like a summer sun |
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With its warm embrace |
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Like a gentle rain |
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Plays a symphony |
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That's what |
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I want My praise to be |
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Like a fragrant rose |
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In the early spring |
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Like an eagle soars |
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When it spreads its wings |
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Whatever, |
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Lord You may need from me |
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That's what |
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I want My praise to be to |
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You Everything |
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I could give |
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You already possess |
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Lord, I'm so unworthy, yeah |
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I'm just one of the millions |
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To stand and confess |
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And yet still |
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You hear me |
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Your heart is open wide |
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You long for what |
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I bring I pray somehow |
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You'll find |
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This simple offering |
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It's like an ocean breeze |
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Blowing on your face |
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Like a summer sun |
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With its warm embrace |
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Like a gentle rain |
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Plays a symphony |
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That's what |
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I want My praise to be |
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Like a fragrant rose |
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In the early spring |
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Like an eagle soars |
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When it spreads its wings |
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Whatever, |
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Lord You may need from me |
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That's what |
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I want My praise to be to |
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You Lord, |
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I want my praise to be |
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Like the breeze summer, spring |
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Lord, I want my praise to be |
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Like the eagle spreads its wings |
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It's like an ocean breeze |
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Blowing on your face |
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Like a summer sun |
|
With its warm embrace |
|
Like a gentle rain |
|
Plays a symphony |
|
That's what |
|
I want My praise to be |
|
Like a fragrant rose |
|
In the early spring |
|
Like an eagle soars |
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When it spreads its wings |
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Whatever, |
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Lord You may need from me |
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That's what |
|
I want My praise to be |
|
It's like an ocean breeze |
|
Blowing on your face |
|
Just like a summer sun |
|
With its warm embrace |
|
Like a gentle rain |
|
Plays a symphony |
|
That's what |
|
I want My praise to be |
|
Like a fragrant rose |
|
In the early spring |
|
Like an eagle soars |
|
When it spreads its wings |
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Whatever, |
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Lord You may need from me |
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That's what |
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I want My praise to be to |
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You Lord, |
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I want my praise to be |
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Like the breeze the summer, spring |
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Lord, I want my praise to be |
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Like the eagle spreads its wings |