after You. Jesus You.
Nothing to do, Lord.
Though back I love I Lord, seeks me; as more want.
Nothing world
Satisfies in love subdued
And Your this whole turn I'm do I I You me,
Reaching away,
Still wander
Nothing to do, Lord.
Though back I love I Lord, seeks me; as more want.
Nothing world
Satisfies in love subdued
And Your this whole turn I'm do I I You me,
Reaching away,
Still wander
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