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Tuesday, May 09, 2006 Hear a Song Rising...
When I see Your hand In my storm I remember the Blood You shed... When I see Your touch In my Pain I remember the Grace You gave And My heart is captured By One (the Call) above Who Loved me with His Life (I'll love Him with My Life)... And Forever Will I Follow The Glorious Friend Who Holds me By... His hand (And Answer To His Cry) When I hear the cries Of a million children Lost in this broken world... When I hear the shouts Of An Army rising I'll be counted In As well History Maker
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