Before I knew you
There was no time
Before I'd choose you
These things had to die:
Your pride
Your trust in your senses
Your faith in what you could do
Your lust
Your feeling I was indebted to you.
All these things you have put to death
In Christ your king,
All these I have found and made past things
Believe
Receive
For I am ready to do a new thing
It springs forth immediately
I know you
I've searched you
I'll keep you
We are one.
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