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Yeah I'll be the branches if You'll be the root
I'd give all my freedom I'd become a slave
To lay on Your shore and be washed by Your waves
To lay on Your shore and be washed by Your waves
I don't care for riches nor man's empty praise
I'd give all my money I'd throw it away
To stand in Your presence
And feel the light of Your face
To stand in Your presence
And feel the light of Your face
('Cause) (And) all I want is You You know
Yeah I've found my peace I've found my hope
I've found my home
Yeah all I want is You You know
'Cause through the joy of letting go
Yeah I've found my peace I've found my hope
I've found my home
God be my treasure Lord be my reward
I'd give all my history just to stand at Your door
To knock and hear enter you're an orphan no more
To knock and hear enter you're an orphan no more
Yeah I've found my peace I've found my hope
Yeah I've found my peace I've found my hope
I've found my home
Passage:
17 But if some of the branches were broken off, and you, although a wild olive shoot, were grafted in among the others and now share in the nourishing root[a] of the olive tree, 18 do not be arrogant toward the branches. If you are, remember it is not you who support the root, but the root that supports you. 19 Then you will say, “Branches were broken off so that I might be grafted in.” 20 That is true. They were broken off because of their unbelief, but you stand fast through faith. So do not become proud, but fear. 21 For if God did not spare the natural branches, neither will he spare you. 22 Note then the kindness and the severity of God: severity toward those who have fallen, but God's kindness to you, provided you continue in his kindness. Otherwise you too will be cut off. 23 And even they, if they do not continue in their unbelief, will be grafted in, for God has the power to graft them in again. 24 For if you were cut from what is by nature a wild olive tree, and grafted, contrary to nature, into a cultivated olive tree, how much more will these, the natural branches, be grafted back into their own olive tree.
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