| Meant to do… Trapped in, Air running short The world dims, This life I abort Pain excruciating, Living in this hell My saving grace, Hearing the heav'nly bells Death creeps closer, Lies come through the poser The light shines bright, 'Jesus", I shout, with all my might Knocked back is the deceiver, By the great power of my Redeemer Still my life lost, But away it was not tossed Given in great power, Brought humbleness upon the tower Let this life of mine die, And Jesus' life instead, I cry! I've done all I'm meant to do, And discovered life eternal to be true… |
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