A passing face.
And I can see Your grace.
A shout in the crowd,
I'm listening for it now.
A touch of the fire
Ignites my heart.
And I won't stand still.
You won't let me go.
It's now I recognize
Your passing face.
Your amazing grace.
I shout through the crowd.
Please Lord, hear me now.
You are everything I know.
You are the all-consuming fire
Taking place within my soul.
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