| Hey weary traveler, have you finally lost your way?
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| You dream of turning back the clock to yesterday
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| What seemed so simple then has now faded away
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| And you’d often wonder why
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| The truth surrendered as the years went by
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| You grabbed the simple gift and held it as a child
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| But faith became encumbered
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| Chained after awhile
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| And then your journey just got harder every mile
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| But it’s an endless game, you see
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| Forget the rest and just come back to Me
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| Reaching out, reaching in
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| Faith to works to doubt and back again
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| You’ve been around the world and back
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| Love and loss, vanity
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| Just believe and leave the rest to Me
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| You’ll see
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| Around the world and back
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| Grace has a way of building hope out of despair
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| Peel back the layers of the baggage that you bear
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| And watch your great confusion vanish in the air
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| Now the lies have gone away
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| You found that child from long ago today
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| Reaching out, reaching in
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| Faith to works to doubt and back again
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| You’ve been around the world and back
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| Love and loss, vanity
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| Just believe and leave the rest to Me
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| You’ll see
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| Around the world and back
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| You will never reach as high as heaven’s door
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| You could never build a bridge to Me
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| Your greatest acts are filthy rags
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| But grace alone is free
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| So rest in Me
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| So many try to qualify the promise that I’ve made
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| To twist the gift into some kind of trade
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| But grace bears no allowance
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| For your works to make your way
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| Be not afraid
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| Your price is paid
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| Reaching out, reaching in
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| Faith to works to doubt and back again
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| You’ve been around the world and back
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| Love and loss, vanity
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| Just believe and leave the rest to Me
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| You’ll see
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| Around the world and back |