I know that one day I will transform
From the corruptible form
That one day I will be reformed
To the incorruptible form
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            Sometimes when I look up I remember my sins
Focusing on the lofty skies and grandeur heavens I recall
Those things I did in my mind without knowing they were sins
Then I fall helplessly to the ground after I have recalled
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            Life seems so short
Its glimpses are drear
Although too short
It carries alot of trauma and fear
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            I work six days       With stress for each day 
I work six days       Without rest for a day                               I work to see ends  meet 
Looking just for one day to come
I work to get meat
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            With each passing day
Reality comes to my face
I can't but notice when, 
Actuality stares me in the eye
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            T' was a tale of two crowds
One with the Saviour
The other without
The one was with the King of glory
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            Herr! Herr! ! 
Warum misch gelosen? 
Herr! Herr! ! 
Warum misch gelosen?
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            Herr! Herr! ! 
Warum misch gelosen? 
Herr! Herr! ! 
Warum misch gelosen?
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            I sat up not to daybreak
My atmosphere is above room temperature
Mumbling some words to the Divine
Thanking Him for a New Day
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