Oh for the love that bought my soul,
Oh for the love that made me whole'
Bought not with silver or gold.
I'm not my own person nor is my soul.
It belongs to the one who paid the price
with His precious blood He didn't think twice.
So here I sit longing for Him
Hoping and praying for family and friends
To see His Light that shines so bright
His coming will be a blink of your sight.
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