Wolves At The Gate no rival acoustic

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Fight the good fight, attempt for the brave
This trek for the lost has brought some to the grave
But bathed in the fire you hope water's pure
The flames will grow higher, your cure
I do not fear the world's fire
for it burns for a moment
And though it sears my skin I rest for it shall relent
It has nothing to give me for You've claimed my soul
Claimed my soul
The world at your feet, and the fire on your back
I do not fear the world's fire
for it burns for a moment
And though it sears my skin I rest for it shall relent
No sacrifice could be too great
Some think I've lost my mind abandoned sanity
To speak of truth and find a saving clarity
For it will cost my life
Forsaking comfort and ease to trade it all for a heart with no rival
You will be met with strife
And make you fall to your knees
We'll trade it all for a heart with no rival
Throw all your hate and your wrath into the fire
Cast all your pain and your fear unto the graces
Of our God and King
I will stand amidst this fire?? with desire
To hear a voice who says
Son give your life away
To fight the good fight, you know you must be brave
This trek for the lost
Eighteen years I have served the Lord
And He has never let me down
For it will cost my life
Forsaking comfort and ease
We'll trade it all for a heart with no rival
You will be met with strife
And make you fall to your knees
We'll trade it all for a heart
Expect suffering and invite all the pain
Lord you have changed me and I am not the same
Lord you have changed me and I am not the same
So expect the suffering and invite the pain
Cause Lord you have changed me and I am not the same

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