time and time again
you reached for me
called me friend
I would turn my back
run and hide
but again you called
no matter my sin
no matter where I went
the voice, your voice
in my heart was incessant
the blood that pumped
life through my viens
soon pumped to your refrain
unable to hide
too tired to run
I answered your call
my salvation was begun.
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