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My God
My God I thank each passing moment, for
pulling me through the pain and torment
that makes me strong, that makes me wise,
that lifts me up to brand new highs.
Without my God, I don't exist.
But with my God, I still persist in trying
hard to do what's right, to reach my own
predestined height. My spot in Heaven
that's there for me was set aside so I could
see that magic dream inside my head.
The one that came to me and said that
"I am His, I've always been, that I am
free from hate and sin."
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