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1d
Oh, my lord, I thank You.
You gave me a true faith
which have got only few
the price for it You paid.

Some may be sad; I have pleasure
where's god, there's no death.
Some may worry — I am sure
later He'll crown me with a wreath.

In harsh times of sin
he offered us a helping hand
and redeemed us through raisin'
Jesus Christ, our best friend.

And he will raise us too,
I can tell you for sure.
With Him there's nothing we can't do —
his love is impossible to measure.
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Jesus is Lord
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   CJM
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