Least Of These - The Son: The Kingdom | Текст песни

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I used to wander in search of a home/ There were those who showed a kind of grace/ But none compare to the love You showed/ On Your cross that can’t be repaid/ You call me Your son/ In Your eyes, I’m not denied/Filthy hands pollute the heart/ Like lustful eyes corrupt the mind/ Body and soul must break apart/ Your righteousness is how I’m defined/ I’m not a slave to who I used to be/ A lonely man full of doubt and shame/ By Your blood, I have been made clean/ My heart cries out Your name/ (Matthew 18:16-20)/ Swing wide

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