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Who but You, |
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could breathe and leave a trail of galaxies |
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and dream of me? |
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What kind of Love |
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is writing my story till the end |
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with Mercy's pen? |
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Only You. |
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What kind of king |
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would choose to wear a crown that bleeds and scars |
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to win my heart? |
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What kind of Love |
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tells me I'm the reason He can't stay |
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inside the grave? |
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You. Is it You? |
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Standing here before my eyes, |
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every part of my heart cries |
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Alive! Alive! |
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Look what Mercy's overcome; |
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Death has lost and Love has won |
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Alive! Alive! |
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Hallelujah, Risen Lord, |
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the only One I fall before |
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I am His because He is |
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alive. |
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Who could speak, |
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and send the demons back from where they came |
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with just one Name? |
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What other heart |
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would let itself be broken every time |
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till He healed mine? |
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You. Only You |
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could turn my darkness into dawn; |
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running right into Your arms |
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Alive! Alive! |
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Look what Mercy's overcome; |
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Death has lost and Love has won |
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Alive! Alive! |
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Hallelujah, Risen Lord, |
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the only One I fall before |
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I am His because He is |
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Emmanuel, the promised King |
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the baby who made angels sing |
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Son of Man who walked with us, |
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healing, breathing in our dust |
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The author of all history, |
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the answer to all mysteries |
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The Lamb of God who rolled away, |
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the stone in front of every grave |
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Alive! Alive! |
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Look what Mercy's overcome; |
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Death has lost and Love has won |
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Alive! |
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I am His because He is alive. |
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Alive! |