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Like you're standing on
stage all alone,
Like you're holding your
very own
microphone,
Like what you so want to
share you can't
for another second postpone,
Like it was your hands and
feet
Jesus knocked away from the cross
and put there in their place
His very own,
Close your eyes,
Raise your free hand high,
and...
Break a cord!
Blow a lung!
Bust a gut!
Singing out loud thanks
and praise
because Jesus really did hang there
out of love for you until the last drop.
That's my reason for singing
all day long,
how about you?
No need to sing like your
life
depended on it,
But instead because His
life
delivered yours.
Psalm 13:6
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