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here i stand before you,my head hung low

i fought a good fight,but i hardly ever won

and i faltered on keeping the faith

i faltered more times than one

but when it was all said and done

i still call you father,do you still call

me your son

you forgave me from my sins 2000 tears ago

i wonder if you knew then which way i would go

and i wonder lord about the millions more

they must know that your right here at the door

the time is near it,s just at the door when we will be

in the promiced land for ever more

and the fight lord,well it will finally be done

and i can call you father and you can call me

your son,,,