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Raise Thy Hands
The Cold Stillness Of Nothing Warms Me And Keeps Closer That Which I Love The Most The Cold Stillness Of Nothing Makes Me Fall In Love All Over Again With The Molders Hands The Cold Stillness That Was Once Like A Merry Go Around And A Clouded Haze Has Become My Sweet Slumber How I Fall Back In The Ways That I Dont Understand But Cherish The Cold Stillness Of My Irony Twisted Reflictions Show Me The Grounds Of The Forsaken Where The Cold Stillness Of Nothing Cuts Your Breath And Your Lungs Feel Up With Smoke And You Start To Choke The Warmth Of The Mercy And Love Shows Thy Love And Wonders Oh Lord Of The Dayspring The God Of My Irony How I Long For All Of Thee The Cold Stillness Of The Stands Stills Where The Night Turns In To Day And Memories Rushes Thoughts Of Memory Lane And I Find Myself There And Say Oh Lord What A Journey My Love Has Made Looking For The Hand That Knows No Boundries I Start To Pray And Raise My Hands Toward The Heavens And They Feel Heavey As Iron I Whisper And I Pray Unto The THE LORD Reigneth Let The People Tremble Before My God Of The Thunderstorm He Setteth Between The Cherubims Let The Earth Be Moved The Lord Is Great Inside Of Me The Cold Stillness Of Nothing Warms Me And Keeps Me Closer To That Which I Love The Most He Is High Above All Shall Praise Thy Great And Terrible Name For It Is Holy Holy Holy The Kings Stregnth Also Loveth Judgment Worship At His Footstool For He Is Holy Exalt The Lord Our God And Worship At His Holy Hill For The Lord Our God Is Holy And He Loveth The Praise Of His People Let Us Sing Let Us Cry Let Us Lift Up Our Voices And Sing Our Hearts And Sing Our Supplications Before The Lord Our God I Will Sing Of Mercy Judgment Unto Thee O Lord Will I Sing I Will Behave Myself Wisely In A Perfect Way O When Wilt Thou Come Unto Me I Will Walk In Within My Door With A Perfect Hearts I Will Set No Wicked Wicked Thing Before My Eyes I Hate The Work Of Theme That Turn Not Aside It Shall Not Cleave To Me For They Our Dead To Me I Walk With Thee I Live With Thee The Keep Of My Soul
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Hush child I,ll tell you why you have Loved Me when you were weak you have given me unselfishly Kept you From Falling Falling everywhere But Your Kness you set me free to live my life you become my Reason To Survive The Great Divide you Set Me Free Ooh Our Love Is Beautiful Ooh isn,t This Beautiful Child It Seems You Have Been My Everything 
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