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If
I Tried
If I tried to reach You Lord
Through works, I'd surely fall,
And if I tried to stand alone,
I know I'd miss Your call.
Night falls down in pairless sheets,
And no one knows her shame,
In distant lands where demons speak,
In thunder through the rain.
But you call me to come home,
And I can't live on my own
(chorus)
For no one can stand
And no one can boast
The only way to see Your face,
Is through your Holy Ghost.
If our tongues of angels speak,
And prophecy we claim,
And if we fathom mystery,
Taking credit for Your name.
Still You call us to come home,
And we can't live on our own.
(chorus)
For no one can stand,
And no one can boast.
The only way to see your face,
Is through your Holy Ghost.
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