I've been afflicted
I've been neglected
I've been mocked
But all the while
I kept my eyes on You
Your glory lighted my path
Your glory blinded my eyes
Your love surrounded me
You wrapped your arms around me
Now I'm lifted up
Now I'm exalted
Out of the dungeon
To sit with Princes
I am flying so high
above every guy
Oh lord
You are good!
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