You gave
You came seeking souls to save. So to my front door, you came.
I was miles and miles away, yet you stayed and forgave my delay.
Oh for that I thank you every day
Now Sunday mornings I'm up early every day
Thanks to you that showed me the way
you gave me scriptures you gave me repentance for the rest of my days
you gave me eternal life and showed me the way.
And so now I thank you and follow your steps
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