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Your Heart
Your Heart
Your heart is where the truth is at
It tells God who you are
Your actions and words mean nothing
He sees what's in your heart
You may repent of all your sins
Impressing all your friends
But your heart it tells the truth and
The message it does send
On Sunday mornings we confess
Sing praises to our God
But deep inside we are a mess
We know it's a façade
So open up your heart to God
And let Him heal your heart
He has come to save the lost
Your old self He'll discard
Copyright ©2007 Marvin H Lane
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