Lord I cannot help but to thank you
For dying upon the Cross.
You died to forgive us of our sins,
so our souls would not be lost.
Where would I go?
You gave me strength on the battle field.
You said lift up my arms in praise,
and that would become my sword and shield.
I love you Lord always.
Who would I trust in?
You gave me the fire
that destroyed all my fears and doubts.
You quench my thirst with water
as my sins were washed out.
Who will save my soul?
Lord you are my everything.
Without you what would I be?
I would be a lost soul
in need to be set free:
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