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40 lines
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Oh God, I can't believe
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All the places that I've been and all of those I've come to meet
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Blessings of faith, when I have only a mustard seed
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For every hardship in my life
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I'll hold Your name and I'll do just fine
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All praise are Yours and none are mine
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Instruments played by hands that cannot read or recollect one solitary note or line
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Yet play in perfect harmony
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God whispers into some men's ears,
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Well He screams into mine
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Speaking, endlessly, all my hopes and fears
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Nay, simply I'll reply
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Blessings so sweet and divine
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None of which I do deserve
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For only a humble servant am I
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Lowly, I'll wash Your feet
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With the tears I've cried
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Each joy in my life and each breath in my lungs
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Attests to Your overwhelming grace
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Show us Your love
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You see my tattered shoes, my broken spirit
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Unequipped to finish the race I could have never won
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So You snatched me up into Your strong arms
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And over Your shoulders, I was slung
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Lord, You've given me the tools to live as Your own
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Talent, drive, and the willingness to run
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All praise are Yours and none are mine
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Blessings so sweet and divine
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None of which I do deserve
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For only a humble servant, am I
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Hope my humility can outlast my pride
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Name Humble Servant, Am I
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Artist Being As An Ocean
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Album Dear G-D...
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