Thrive

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    Down here in the valley
    Every shadow you see
    Has its own story
    Down here in the valley
    Every puddle of mud
    Comes from tears and blood
    And it's so hard just to get warm
    That the chill turns into despair

    Will you lift me up with tender care?
    Will you wash me clean in the palm of Your hands?
    Will hold me close so I can thrive?
    When you touch me, that's when I know I'm alive

    Down here in the valley
    Nothing's able to grow
    'Cause the light's too low
    Folks spend their days
    Digging 'round for diamonds and gold
    Till they just get old
    And they don't know anything else
    They don't know they're breathing bad air
    But I'm tired of living like this
    And my soul cries out, "If you're there..."

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    Will you lift me up with tender care?
    Will you wash me clean in the palm of Your hands?
    Lord, hold me close so I can thrive
    When you touch me, that's when I know I'm alive

    Call me up to your side
    Draw me up to your light
    Let it blind me
    Lord, refine me
    Refine me out of my mind

    Will you lift me up with tender care?
    Will you wash me clean in the palm of Your hands?
    Lord, hold me close so I can thrive
    When you touch me, that's when I know
    I know I'm alive

    Will you lift me up with tender care?
    Will you wash me clean in the palm of Your hands?
    Lord, hold me close so I can thrive
    When you touch me, that's when I know I'm alive

    Lord, lift me up with tender care
    Will you wash me clean in the palm of Your hands?
    Lord, hold me close so I can thrive
    When you touch me, that's when I know
    I know I'm alive

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    Composición: Steve Taylor y Peter Furler

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