These tears are not mine
They weep for the blind
That stumble in their way
I grieve not for me
But for those who dont believe
Bound for a firey grave
And when I speak
I'm met with
Words of faith
But I have to learned to say
Remembering
His suffering
Has led me to press on
The prize that you see is Christ in me
And by the grace of God,
Years of tears and joy have taught me this
That pain is glorious and suffering is
Beautiful...
Oooo...
Destined and tried
We'll go through the fire
If only to be purified
Bearing your name
No i am not ashamed
And for your cross
I'll live and i'll die
Make my life a mirror
Have your face
And i will choose to say
Remembering
His suffering
Has led me to press on
The prize that you see is Christ in me
And by the grace of God,
Years of tears and joy have taught me this
That pain is glorious and suffering is
Beautiful...
Has led me to press on...
Ahhhh...
By the grace of God
Years of tears and joy have taught me this
That pain is glorious and suffering is
Beautiful...

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