To think that the king of all makes an audience
for one that's brought him this much offence
and above all you hate my sin but love the man
though I have taken your mercy many times and ran
and how great will it be when I wont need mercy everyday
when forever down at your feet I will lay
when I talk with you I won't have sins to confide
because all day I've been worshiping at your side
and i'll just praise you for what you did
when I was naked in the garden and hid
millions of years ago when I still remembered sin
but can't remember now 'cuz of how long it's been
Written by Richard Phillips
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