I heard
A story
That lives in my heart today
A story
That reaches very heart of my soul
Like river that never ends
See living water pour
From the well of my soul
Story that never ending
Of grace
That flow from a cross
Of his blood
Of sacrifice of
His death
Cry out forgiveness
A story place in hands of king and leaders
A story found in the poor
A story that
Will confound the wise
A story I have heard
From child
That race in my mine
That floods me with truth
That opens my eyes
To see his glory that can not be race from my mine
Like wind we cannot see
We know it there
And like the story
We know he lives
You my laugh at it our demise it
Our think a joke
But it will never die a story place
In your hands
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