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here we will grow
our tree has its marking
before it produced
its giver is Water
that form the first fruits
You've given the graveyard
to bury our flesh
instead of us holding
what we think is best
Your love gives us breath
and on our knees we're given keys
to encounter daily death
Oh with Your hand Lord
gardens grow deep
their roots take hold
on the promise you keep
Your love gives us breath
and on our knees we're given keys
to encounter daily death
thank you great Shepherd
your sheep have not fled.
