The Lord Jesus Christ, first and foremost.
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It¡¯s the same old story, I was young I was naive
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And I was dumb, my pops said stand
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But then I ran
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Into the trap of Satan¡¯s plan
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And the dog that spread those lies
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And with those lies I ran
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Just like the water reflects the face
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So the heart reflects the man
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I was a wreck doped up and drugged
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Against my chains I would have tugged
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But then He saved me called me his one
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And to the Father I became a son
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And the dog that spread those lies
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And with those lies I ran
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Just like the water reflects the face
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So the heart reflects the man
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On that hill upon a tree hung a man who died for me
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As he hung there about to die I saw the water pour from his side
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He said "my son, your sins are vast
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But they are gone now, thrown to the past
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Walk with me now boy, through fields of green
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In this pool of water your face I¡¯ve seen"
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Now it¡¯s the same great story I was young I was naive and I was dumb
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But then He saved me, called me His one
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And to the Father I became a son
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And the dog that spread those lies
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And with those lies I ran
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Just like the water reflects the face
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So the heart reflects the man
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Same Ol' Story
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