The iron hand it ain't no match for the iron rod,
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The strongest wall will crumble and fall to a mighty God.
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For all those who have eyes and all those who have ears
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It is only He who can reduce me to tears.
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Don't you cry and don't you die and don't you burn
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For like a thief in the night, He'll replace wrong with right
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When He returns.
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Truth is an arrow and the gate is narrow that it passes through,
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He unleashed His power at an unknown hour that no one knew.
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How long can I listen to the lies of prejudice?
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How long can I stay drunk on fear out in the wilderness?
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Can I cast it aside, all this loyalty and this pride?
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Will I ever learn that there'll be no peace, that the war won't cease
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Until He returns?
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Surrender your crown on this blood-stained ground, take off your mask,
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He sees your deeds, He knows your needs even before you ask.
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How long can you falsify and deny what is real?
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How long can you hate yourself for the weakness you conceal?
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Of every earthly plan that be known to man, He is unconcerned,
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He's got plans of His own to set up His throne
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When He returns.
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When He Returns
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| Kevin Max |
