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Lord, keep my day by day
In a pure and perfect way
I want to live, I want to live on
In a building not made by hand
Lord, keep my body strong
So that I can do no wrong
Lord, give me grace just to run this Christian race
To a building not made by hand
I'm just a stranger here
Traveling through this barren land
Lord, I know there's a building somewhere
A building not made by hand
