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Last night as I lay sleeping
tucked warmly in my bed. I could hear you weeping "Lord, take me instead." He doesn't make mistakes He knows when I should go. When morning comes, I'll not awake He has told me so. He will give you grace and love, my soul will be set free. For you know our Lord above, died for you and me.
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