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Made From Dust

by Fredericks, Goldman, Jones

All the wretched things I've done are now submerged in blood.
Who is responsible for all of this love?
It's true, we cannot live without forgiveness.
I try so hard to live above the world's selfish lies.
Give me more and more green-tick lists.
We still store our treasures here, so easily destroyed.
The final time I close my eyes,
I will open them in paradise.
Now I realise I am nothing but bone,
Made from dust, someone learning to love
Like You do, eternally, always true.
I want to be nothing more than a man wholly yours,
A beloved son, one who You hold close
To your heart eternally, never apart.
The final time I close my eyes,
I will open them in paradise, paradise.
The final time I close my eyes,
I will open them in paradise.
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