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Lyrics:
Oh my wicked feet that run From the presence of your Son Like a dying, thirsty man From a river spring
But love resounding in your voice More powerful than choice Breaks the will I have to hate you Overpowers me, overpowers me
I have been pursued by the King that I betrayed Not for wrath, but for mercy. Not for death, but for life He has caught my heel in a trap set long ago I am loved by my hunter, I am washed and made well
Oh the pardon of a man With blood still on his hands Not a merit to his name Or worthy offering And what a savior I require But never would desire Hallelujah for a grace that would not counsel me I could not disagree
Hallelujah, grace has rescued me And the death that held me now retreats All the powers of darkness watch and groan As my hunter brings me safely home
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