Killing Me Softly
How there is too much of me
For the world Your love to see
Oh, how often I do boast
And the downtrodden I roast
Puffed up so, this idol, me
That there is no room for Thee
So, please kill me softly, Lord
May my life prove you're adored
Kill me softly with Your song
Sung with You—where I belong.
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