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My Savior


And I'm lying there on the ground alone

My heart is slowing down

And my blood is growing cold

But then He reaches for me and whispers in my ear

My child. There is nothing to fear.

Am I not the Healer -

Who can purge this poison from your veins?

Am I not the King - 

Whom even the floodwaters obey?

Am I not the Conqueror - 

Throwing sin and death aside?

Am I not the Light - 

Come to make darkness run and hide?

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