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He chose me, Before the world was known, He

chose me. To be His very own, He made me,

Then let me choose my way, I chose to move away.

He loved me, When hope had taken taken wing, He

loved me,
When I lost everything, He bought me, Redemption's
work was done through Jesus Christ, His Son.

Who shall separate me from the love of God? Shall

dreams of tomorrow, pain or sorrow?
Can the need of food or earthly possessions, The
threat of war or men's oppression?
In all these things, victory is our reward, Victory is
our reward, through Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Of this I am sure, that neither death nor life, Nor

angels, nor principalities, nor powers, Nor things
present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth,
nor any creature, Shall separate me from the love of
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord.
When my way seems dark and drear and the
future I don't know, My heart feels so empty as
the tears unending flow. When my heart breaks
with sorrow and a tempest fills my soul, This
one thing I know for sure: my God is in control.

His way is perfect, His way is perfect. Though I

don't understand His wise and loving plan, His
way is perfect. His way is perfect. Take my life
and make a vessel purified. God makes no
mistakes, His way is best.

When the toils of life are come and my heart is

worn with care, I faint ‘neath the burden of a
cross I cannot bear. When the joy has departed
from my sorrow stricken soul,
This one thing I know for sure: my God is in
We're pilgrims on the journey
Of the narrow road
And those who've gone before us line the way
Cheering on the faithful, encouraging the weary
Their lives a stirring testament to God's sustaining grace

Surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses

Let us run the race not only for the prize
But as those who've gone before us
Let us leave to those behind us
The heritage of faithfulness passed on through godly lives

Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
May the fire of our devotion light their way
May the footprints that we leave
Lead them to believe
And the lives we live inspire them to obey

Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful

After all our hopes and dreams have come and gone
And our children sift through all we've left behind
May the clues that they discover and the memories they
Become the light that leads them to the road we each
must find