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This disease of sin is killing me,
A restless soul but now I see,
As I search myself deep within,
I repent and kill this life of sin.
A desperate Desire for happiness,
A weakened will for loneliness,
For me I require a love so true,
My lord and saviour, I love you.
Its true I regret my life of sin,
And accept the lord, my heart within,
And give myself for new beginning,
And know that now, I am winning.
So follow you I will my lord,
Give thanks and love and bury the sword,
And live by you, for your the one,
I know my life depends upon.
A restless soul but now I see,
As I search myself deep within,
I repent and kill this life of sin.
A desperate Desire for happiness,
A weakened will for loneliness,
For me I require a love so true,
My lord and saviour, I love you.
Its true I regret my life of sin,
And accept the lord, my heart within,
And give myself for new beginning,
And know that now, I am winning.
So follow you I will my lord,
Give thanks and love and bury the sword,
And live by you, for your the one,
I know my life depends upon.