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You know, dear, that when I sing
it is your voice that I am hearing
it is your language
old and echoing
And you know, friend, that when I falter
freeze in the face of this we can't alter
it is all that I know to have changed in you
it makes me work harder
You know, love, that I hold you highest
though I stray and I strugle
and often deny it
it is your mercy beacon
of which I'm abiding
