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o many times

I should have died But He was there Right by my side Each time that Death Has come and tried He’s made it so I’ve stayed alive Because, for Him My life I live And so right back I wish to give A little something Back, a gift And so to Him My words, I lift And hope He hears The words I raise For unto Him These words do praise I never cease To be amazed Each and every Time I’m saved And shown the blessing Of His grace But what I feel Is just a taste Of what’s in store Beyond the grave And so for Him I simply wait

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