My son, My son, why are you striving
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You can't add one thing to what's been done for you
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I did it all while I was dying
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Rest in your faith, my peace will come to you
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For when I hear the praises start
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I want to rain upon you
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Blessings that will fill your heart
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I see no stain upon you
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Because you are my child and you know me
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To Me you're only holy
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Nothing that you've done remains
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Only what you do for Me
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My child, My child, why are you weeping
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You will not have to wait forever
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That day and that hour is in My keeping
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The day I'll bring you into Heaven
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For when I hear the praises start
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My child, I want to rain upon you
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Blessing that will fill your heart
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I see no stain upon you
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Because you are My child and you know me
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To me you're only holy
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Nothing that you've done remains
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Only what you do in Me
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My precious bride, the day is nearing
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When I'll take you in My arms and hold you
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I know there are so many things that you've been hearing
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But you just hold on to what I have told you
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For when I hear the praises start
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My bride, I want to rain upon you
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Blessings that will fill your heart
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I see no stain upon you
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Because you are My child, and you know Me
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To me you're only holy
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Nothing that you've done will remain
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Only what you do for me
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When I Hear The Praises Start
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| Keith Green |
