I lift my eyes up,
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In these days of trouble.
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Will my help come from You?
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And if I stumble,
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Will You pick me up?
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What else could a father do?
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You know just where I'm going.
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You made the open road.
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So take my hand, Lord, and lead me home.
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Ooo, my God.
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Ooo, my God.
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I lift my heart up,
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Whether it's whole or broken,
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Good God I know You're gonna work it out.
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So on my heart beats
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To a beat that I put my hope in
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The love of my God pouring out.
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Yeah
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Ooo, my God.
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Ooo, my God.
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I will sing, sing, sing and You will be my song.
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Yeah
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(Ooo, my God)
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I'm gonna sing it like it's everything to me,
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I'm gonna sing it like the deep calling out to deep
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I'm gonna sing it like it's all I've got
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Cause all that I want is to sing for the love of God.
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I'm gonna sing it like it's everything to me,
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I'm gonna sing it like the deep calling out to deep.
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I'm gonna sing it like it's all I've got
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Cause all that I want is to sing, sing, sing.
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My God
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| The City Harmonic |
