You called me out, set apart
Before earth's creation
Before the start
You knew my ending, before it began
Breathed breathe in my spirit
That I can stand
Against the wiles
Oppose to sin
In spite ALL my short comings
You look within
Judge my motives
And get me straight
To finish the course
The path to Heavens Gate
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