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Rick Swartzentrover
© 1998
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Lord it seems to me that love
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And loneliness go hand and hand |
Where there is love |
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Loneliness isn’t fare behind |
I believe it started in the garden |
In love you made man,
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You gave him food to eat
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But he chose the forbidden fruit |
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You gave him a brother to love |
But he chose to kill him |
And you were left all alone |
Because you loved him
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You made him a world to live in |
But he made you destroy it |
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You gave him a mind to think |
But he made plans against you |
And you were left all alone |
Because you love him
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You gave him freedom from bondage
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But he chose to worship a cow
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You made him a homeland |
But he rejected you as King |
And you were left all alone |
Because you loved him |
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You sent him your Word |
But he chose to ignore it |
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You even sent him your Son |
But he chose to kill him |
And you were left all alone |
Because you loved me
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Lord, you made me |
You gave me food to eat
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And a world to live in |
You gave me a brother to love |
And a mind to think |
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You gave me freedom |
And a need for a king |
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You gave me your Word |
And you gave me your Son |
Lord; please help me to never leave you alone
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