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My soul longs for You Lord In a dry and weary land Come and take Your place In the center of our hearts Come and take Your place (And have the preeminence, Jesus) I cry out for fire Come set Your seal upon me (Upon my heart)
Writer(s): Jon Thurlow, James Kufeldt, Joy Salvatore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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