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We stand and marvel at what is to come
A head, body and feet ready to run
We look ahead and consider
We sit back and wonder
Who am I, and who are you
There is more that lies behind the sky so blue
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What is the voice that cries
This hope that begins to rise
It is a name and an empty form
That exceeds the one devoured by the worm
It speaks out and declares my worth
A call that has been present since birth
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It says that I am very good
An identity that always should
Be ringing in my ears
For it silences all my fears
I am created wonderfully
My frame was assembled fearfully
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It is a truth my soul knows well
A truth that breaks the ancient spell
The lie that says I am nothing
And condemns the dead and dying
But there is life that lies within
Inside the one whose life did win
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For upon the cross a shout was given
A crying plea to see the forgiven
For through that cry there came a grace
That restores us to that fateful place
To a time where our hearts were true
A place where a desire grew
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To see the one in whose image we were formed
In whose love and mercy we now stand adorned
For once again the word has been spoken
Goodness and beauty shall be our crowning token
Yes once again the word has been spoken
Goodness and beauty shall be our crowning token
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©2011 by Evan Bolton
Christ-Centered Christianity 