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There is a foe whose hidden pow’r

Pray with one accord in spirit

Quit Playing Games With My Heart Lyrics

All that we were—our sin, our guilt

We praise Thee for Thy righteousness

What love Thou hast bestowed on us

Sowing in the morning

Abba, we come, head bowed to You

One with Thee, Thou Son eternal

Midst the darkness, storm, and sorrow