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Embrace reaction |
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We ain't God |
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But here he comes |
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Destiny is real and she comes with a smile |
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Passing by your grave |
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Reach the plague |
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Black plague |
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In this city that never sleeps and wakes up swinging |
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We will paint the rivers red, it's fate |
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Because they sing the same songs, and they just keep singing |
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But up above every storm is the day (shake hands with fate, and with fate shake hands) (enter Sacred Harp Singers) |
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How happy is every child of grace |
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Who feels his sins forgiven |
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This world, he cries, is not my place |
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I seek a place in heaven |
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A country far from mortal sight |
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Yet, oh, by faith |
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I see The land of rest, the saint's delight |
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A heaven prepared for me |
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Oh, what a blessed hope is ours |
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While here on earth we stay |
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We more than taste the heavenly powers |
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And antedate that day |
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We feel the resurrection near |
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Our life in |
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Christ concealed |
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And with his glorious presence here |
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Our earthen vessels filled |
