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Rise from Dust


Though I walk and I fall There will only be one name I call Laying in sin, I rise from dust I pray to Him daily, reaching heaven is a must Was tattered and torn and battered and worn Still walking with my faith, can't wait to go home when I hear the horn Laying in sin, I rise from dust I pray to Him daily, reaching heaven is a must
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