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Raise a living thing from nothing |
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Then I will know for myself who you are |
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Clothed in skin a pile of dry bones |
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Then I will know for myself who you are |
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I will feel breath come into my body |
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Then I'll know just who you are |
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Then I will know for myself who you are |
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Then I will know for myself who you are |
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Then I will know for myself who you are |
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Then I will know for myself |
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You are who you say you are |
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who you are |
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Then I will know for myself |
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Then I will know |
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Then I will know who you are |
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Then I will know for myself |
