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'Cause my humanity is my leprosy
I need a remedy for my disease
Wretched man I am
A slave to sin
Someone in my condition
Needs the Great Physician
I read about You walkin' in the streets
And people reachin' out to You with their needs
Your touch put light into dark eyes
Silent ears heard joyful cries
Do You see me in the crowd
Do You feel me reachin' out
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Will You touch my cold and hardened heart
I need so much to see You as You are
And can You recommend for me
Something for my apathy
Every day it's mine to choose
Even that, Lord, comes from You
Do You see me in the crowd
Do You feel me reachin' out
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