copyright Kevin Prosch, Tom Davis
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You have taken the precious
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From the worthless and given us
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Beauty for ashes, love for hate
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You have chosen the weak things of the world
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To shame that which is strong, and the foolish things
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To shame the wise
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You are help to the helpless
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Strength to the stranger
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And a father to the child who's left alone
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And the thirsty you've invited
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To come to the water
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And those who have no money come and buy
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So come, So come
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So come, So come
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Oh, the days are coming
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For the Lord has promise
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When the plowman will over take the reaper
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And their hearts will be the threshing floor
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And the move of God we've cried out for, will come
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You will shake the heavens, and fill your house will glory
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Turn the shame of the outcast into praise
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All creation groans and waits
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For the Spirit and the Bride to say
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The words your heart has longed to hear
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So come, So come
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So come, So come
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So Come
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| Crystal Lewis |
