Just outside my window
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And just outside the spotlight
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I heard a voice call out to me alone and I followed
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But just below the surface
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And just above the fault line
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I¡¯m still afraid the time that I have here is borrowed
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And all my heart
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And all my soul
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All my faith to pieces fall as we go
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But I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now and forever
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But I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now and forever
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When all I thought was sacred was shattered in the fallout
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And my feet of clay the weight can no longer carry
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When love is not a feeling
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And hope feels like a cop-out
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The ground beneath my feet a sudden shift and I¡¯m buried
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And all my heart
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And all my soul
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All my faith to pieces fall as we go
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And I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now and forever (repeat)
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Hold tight the sacred ties that bind this weary soul
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Hold tight the sacred ties that bind my weary soul
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O God of light, of ancient skies, I sing it out, You¡¯re alive
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now
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I¡¯ll sing of your glory now and forever (repeat)
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Forever...forever
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Forever...forever
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Sing of Your Glory
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Bebo Norman |