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If only eyes could see
Through the wicked and blinding fog
There lies a sea of hope
Where you can be free

Free from the chains of death
At peace in your soul
New life through the Son
The old man will die...

Weak, feeble, without strength
Lost, scared, without hope
We march through the corridors
Of pain and deception...

So near yet so far
So simple yet so ignored
The gift of God
Is right at our grasp

"For the wages of sin is death but the gift
of God is eternal life through Christ Jesus
our Lord."

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