| I made You promises a thousand times
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| I tried to hear from Heaven
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| But I talked the whole time
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| I think I made You too small
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| I never feared You at all, no If You touched my face would I know You
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| Looked into my eyes could I behold You
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| What do I know of You
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| Who spoke me into motion
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| Where have I even stood
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| But the shore along Your ocean
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| Are You fire, are You fury
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| Are You sacred, are You beautiful
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| What do I know, what do I know of Holy
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| I guess I thought that I had figured You out
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| I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
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| How You were mighty to save
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| Those were only empty words on a page
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| Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees
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| What do I know of You
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| Who spoke me into motion
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| Where have I even stood
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| But the shore along Your ocean
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| Are You fire, are You fury
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| Are You sacred, are You beautiful
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| So what do I know, what do I know of Holy
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| What do I know of Holy
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| What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame
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| And a God who gave life it’s name
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| What do I know of Holy
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| Of the One who the angels praise
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| All creation knows Your name
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| On earth and heaven above
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| What do I know of this love
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| What do I know of You
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| Who spoke me into motion
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| Where have I even stood
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| But the shore along Your ocean
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| Are You fire, are You fury
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| Are You sacred, are You beautiful
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| What do I know, what do I know of Holy
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| What do I know of Holy
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| What do I know of Holy |