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Your eye is on the sparrow
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And Your hand it comforts me
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From the ends of the earth
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To the depths of my heart
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Let Your mercy and strength be seen
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You call me to Your purpose
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As angels understand
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For Your glory, may You draw all men
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As Your love and grace demand
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And I will run to You, to Your words of truth
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Not by might nor by power
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But by the Spirit of God
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Yes I will run the race, till I see Your face
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Oh let me live in the glory of Your grace
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I will run to You
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