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I look deep into compassionate eyes, Hear the love in His voice. I am talking to my Savior, The one gave His life for me ... That I might have eternal life, Live with Him forever more - Up in the clouds of glory, Worship around God's throne ... Rejoicing with the angels, Singing, "Holy is Your name." "Hosanna," to the Father I will ever more proclaim. He gave His life that I might live, Shed His blood for me. He brought healing to all mankind. His death was victory. |
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