Man cannot live
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By bread alone,
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He needs something stronger
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To feed his hungry soul,
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So he'll try everything
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Under the sun,
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But nothing will end his hunger
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Nothing but Your love.
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He'll acquire treasure,
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But it won't amount to much,
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He'll fall in love with pleasure,
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But none will fill him up,
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And when he has exhausted
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All this world can give to him,
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Still he'll not grow weary of chasing after the wind-
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I looked in the mirror,
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Just the other day,
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I was so surprised,
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I hardly recognized the change,
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So restless and so hurried,
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I've spent so much time,
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Running after things I'm gonna have to leave behind
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Bread
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Ginny Owens |