I don't understand your ways, but I will give you my song. I give you all of my praise. You hold on to all my pain, and with it you are pulling me closer. Pulling me into your ways. Now around every corner and up every mountain, I'm not looking for crowns or the water from fountains. I'm desperate in seeking, and frantic believing that the sight of Your face is all I'm needing. It's gonna be worth it. It's gonna be worth it. It's gonna be worth it all.
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