Father, on bended knee I thank You for Your grace.

  I ask You to bless Your son for what He gave to me -

it helps me run my race.

Knowing He died and conquered death - oh, victory!

Blessed be Thy name forever more.

Shine through me

until the day I cross that shore.

Til then, let me tell others of Thee

that they, too, may be set free.

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