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I'm on a flight home this morning
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And I can't help but stare at You
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My face pressed against this little window
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The sky explodes in praise to You, to You
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I know my words can't wrap their arms around You tight enough
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But still I'll try in this simple song
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To You, my Jesus
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Because the more I fight it, the more I love You
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As my eyes widen, I have to tell You
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There's nothing like waking up
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Waking up to You
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There's nothing like waking up
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Waking up to You
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Oh, waking up to You
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I am small, but I have seen
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The same sun rise over
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India and Ohio fields
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To strengthen the heart of this coward
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So in every language, from every hurt
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We echo affection back to You, Lord
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I was dead so You became my life
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I couldn't see so You became my eyes
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I was dead so You became my life
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I couldn't see so You became my eyes
(There’s nothing like…)
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