I've spent some days looking
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For a length of rope
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And a place to hang it
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From the end of my hope
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But where I thought hope had ended
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I always find a little bit more
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It's not like I'm trying
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To be optimistic
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If the truth be told
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I'd rather dismiss it
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And be free of the burden
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Of the living that hoping requires
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To bring my heart
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To every day
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And run the risk of fearlessly loving
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Without running away
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Jesus is speaking
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But it's so hard to hear
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When disciples with swords
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Are cutting off ears
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Broken and bleeding
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I'm waiting for healing to come
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But wounded's a part
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That I've learned to play well
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Though the wound may run deeper
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Than I know how to tell
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Where pain's an addiction
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That keeps me buried alive
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But when it's all that I know
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I'm afraid to leave it behind
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And bring my heart
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To every day
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And run the risk of fearlessly loving
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Without running away
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My heart is not lifted up
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My eyes are not lifted up
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But calm and quiet is my soul
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Like a child with its mother is my soul
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After a while in the dark
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Your eyes will adjust
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In the shadows you'll find
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The hand you can trust
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And the still small voice
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That calls like the rising sun
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Come
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And bring your heart
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To every day
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Run the risk of fearlessly loving
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Without running away
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You must run the risk of fearlessly loving
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Without running away
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Without Running Away
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| Jason Gray |
