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I lift my eyes to You
In You alone is my hope
To You will I cry
Have mercy on me
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The Lord makes poor and rich
The Lord brings low and exalts
He raises the poor up from the dust
He lifts up the broken
And raises them up to sit with Him on high
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My hope is in you O Lord
In You alone is my salvation for
You alone are holy
You alone are holy
You alone are holy
There is no one holy like You