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Lyrics:
What can I compose, a poem or a prose That which hasn't reached Heaven's ears? What could I design, with this fragile mind To offer up to the Author of my life?
Who am I that You'd be mindful of me?
So I stand in awe of You Silenced, I behold You You say now I belong to You And my heart You make new You're the life, You're the way You're the only truth
What can my heart pray, what else could I say To move the reigning heart of eternity? What could I lay down, what could I sacrifice That hasn't first been freely given to me?
What could I discover of Your mystery That which hasn't been made known to me?
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