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i was hollow and closed, in the morning i could not see. Your beloved goodness rained itself out on me. i raged against You like a river on a stone. but against that tidal wave, i am overthrown.mercy, mercy, mercy.well i was tossed in the wealthy (?) and leaning on myself. i played that religion card; i put Jesus on a shelf. born into darkness i kept putting off the grave. oh yeah, thinking my own goodness could get me through heaven's gates.i beg You to come and take away all my ancient fears. this bloodied history we all cling onto so dear. all around me was a blinded fantasy. the truth in the mirror of a foul vanity.You walk upon heaven, You walked upon the earth. You brought me my salvation; for me, a second birth. You took my broken cross up to cavalry. You sang my redemption song, well hang it on my tree. (?) From Letras Mania