your skin was made by nature
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we think:
god why did you forsake me
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this new anger
this new loss
this new old news
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your light is the absolute limit, we believe
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we say:
lord have mercy on my soul
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this new danger
this new fear
this new lost faith
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doesn’t mean a thing to you
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Ah! that day of tears and mourning,
From the dust of earth returning
Man for judgement must prepare him,
Spare, O God, in mercy spare him.
What shall I, frail man, be pleading?
Who for me be interceding,
When the just are mercy needing?