Oh Lord... we have all passed away, like dust we are scattered
Oh Lord... we have all gone astray, like grass we have withered and died.
We were unable, but you perservered.
We gave up, gave in and gave out
But through it all You never once let go of that Cross
My Lord and My God, True God of True God
You Who came not to be served, but to serve
You are my life and my only true thought
If I shall glory at all, I shall glory in this
That I now know Your Name
and that You have given me mine.
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