I was born with an angel whispering in my ear
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Telling me sacred secrets that God wanted me to hear
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And I have lived to tell the mysteries I've been told
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And even when they tell me it's my time to go
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No I will not, no I will not, not go quietly
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No I will not, no I will not, not go quietly
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No, no, not go quietly no, no, not go quietly
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These things I tell, they are much true
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Than the heart of he who speaks
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Even so, this humble servant
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Cannot help but talk about his king
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So I will sing 'cause I can't hold back the song
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I shout and scream, until God takes me home
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No I will not, no I will not, not go quietly
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No I will not, no I will not, not go quietly
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No, no, not go quietly no, no, not go quietly
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So how can I keep silent?
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So how can I not speak?
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And tell about the Savior
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Who has set this prisoner free?
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No I will not, no I will not, not go quietly
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No I will not, no I will not, not go quietly
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No, no, not go quietly no, no, not go quietly
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I Will Not Go Quietly
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| Steven Curtis Chapman |
