This week, I prayed, one time
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My phone, it rang, I put You on the other line
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And now my thoughts they drift around
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My knees remain unacquainted with the ground
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Unless my faith is put to the test and I am forced to bow
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Although I'm in this flesh it doesn't mean You shouldn't have the best
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from me, from me
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Even when my eyes are dry
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even when my soul is tired
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even when my hands are heavy, I will lift them up to Yu
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It's not about how I feel, oh Lord I am here for Yu
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I exist for you
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I close my eyes but all I see
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Is a background of black, bouncy squiggly lines
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And this week's mistakes coming back to mind but
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I will lift my voice and make a joyful sound
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Forget about me, I only get me down
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Although I cannot see it doesn't mean I shouldn't sing to You, to You
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You've given me Your life and have held mine together yet I find
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Excuses to slouch in my pew
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But when glory divine
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Is sitting in my very presence, the least that I can do
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Is give my all to You, give my all to You
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Even When
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