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(ron block/moonlight canyon publishing, bmi)
If I could have the world and all it owns
A thousand kingdoms, a thousand thrones
If all the earth were mine to hold
With wealth my only goal
I’d spend my gold on selfish things
Without the love that your life brings
Just a little bit more is all I’d need
’til life was torn from me
I’d rather be in the palm of your hand
Though rich or poor I may be
Faith can see right through the circumstance
Sees the forest in spite of the trees
Your grace provides for me
If I should walk the streets no place to sleep
No faith in promises you keep
I’d have no way to buy my bread
With a bottle for my bed
But if I trust the one who died for me
Who shed his blood to set me free
If I live my life to trust in you
Your grace will see me through
I’d rather be in the palm of your hand
Though rich or poor I may be
Faith can see right through the circumstance
Sees the forest in spite of the trees
If I could have the world
If I could have the world and all it owns
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