| «You don’t know just how far
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| Away from home I’ve been»
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| She said, as she looked into my eyes
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| «Could it be I’ve strayed beyond
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| Mercy’s outstretched hand
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| And now His grace no longer stoops
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| To hear my cry
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| You see, I just wanna know
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| Tell me how far will He go
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| Will He still reach for me
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| Inspite of where I’ve been»
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| And I told her
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| His grace reaches lower
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| Than your worst mistakes
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| And His love will run farther
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| Than you can run away, my friend
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| He’ll do whatever it takes
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| I’ve heard His love is patient
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| That He always hears a prayer
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| And that His love will follow you
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| Despite the miles
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| But my best years of life I wasted
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| Why would He even really care
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| What have I to give
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| That He would find worthwhile
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| You see, I just wanna know
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| Tell me how far will He go
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| Will He still reach to me
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| Inspite of who I am
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| Let me tell you
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| His grace reaches lower
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| Than your worst mistakes
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| And His love will run farther
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| Than you can run away, my friend
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| He’ll do whatever
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| He’ll just keep reaching
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| Until He finds a way to bring you back
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| Where you belong
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| Come on back home
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| His grace reaches lower
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| Than your worst mistakes
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| And His love will run farther
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| Than you can run away, my friend
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| He’ll do whatever, whatever it takes
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| He’ll do whatever it takes |