Amidst the war cries on the day of battle,
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blown by violent winds on this stormy day.
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Shall I offer the fruit of my body,
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for the sin of my soul?
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Chorus: For we have made a lie our refuge,
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and a falsehood our hiding place.
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For Lord we've turned from You,
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to serve idols.
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Lord forgive us for our rage.
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Following our own paths we've strayed from You,
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and now our eyes no longer seek Your face.
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We've torn down our supports and pushed away our ladder,
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and now our hearts have grown so cold.
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Humbly now we come before you on our knees,
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longing for a drink of Your living water.
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You wash our face and erase all of our darkness,
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and now we'll only live for You.
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Voluntary Blindfold
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| Fireflight |
