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Falling and unraveling Within my own depravity It wasn't for no reason that You died But on the hill of Calvary The keys of death have been retrieved And bursting from the grave You gave me life I am alive And Oh Lord Your Fire Your holy fire It burns in me And Oh Lord Your Love Your jealous Love Hunted me down Into Your hands I place my destiny Into Your hands I place my destiny Rescued from the pow'r of sin And yearning just to shed this skin Longing for the day You'll part the sky On that day the bells will ring The glory of our risen King And how you took a wretch to be Your bride We are Your bride And Oh Lord Your Fire Your holy fire It burns in me And Oh Lord Your Love Your jealous Love Hunted me down Into Your hands I place my destiny Into Your hands I place my destiny You fight for me My victory You are my song The solid rock My source of strength The Prince of Peace The Lamb of God The list goes on and on and on and And Oh Lord Your Fire Your holy fire It burns in me And Oh Lord Your Love Your jealous Love Hunted me down Into Your hands I place my destiny Into Your hands I place my destiny

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