Christ is the hand in our glove
When we are consumed by His love
We act as His shim
When filled to the brim
With flavor that comes from above
Today I will not fear
If others consume me
As long as they taste Him
Christ is the hand in our glove
When we are consumed by His love
We act as His shim
When filled to the brim
With flavor that comes from above
Today I will not fear
If others consume me
As long as they taste Him
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