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Michael w. smith |
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Young man up on the hillside |
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Teaching new ways |
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Each word winning them over |
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Each heart a kindled flame |
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Old men watch from the outside |
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Guarding their prey |
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Threatened by the voice of the paragon |
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Leading their lambs away |
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Leading them far away |
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Nobody knew his secret ambition |
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Nobody knew his claim to fame |
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He broke the old rules steeped in tradition |
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He tore the holy veil away |
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Questioning those in powerful position |
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Running to those who called his name |
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(but) nobody knew his secret ambition |
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Was to give his life away |
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His rage shaking the temple |
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His word to the wise |
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His hand healing on the seventh day |
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His love wearing no disguise |
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Some say "death to the radical |
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He's way out of line" |
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Some say "praise be the miracle |
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God sends a blessed sign |
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A blessed sign for troubled times" |
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