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The key of G.

Set the tone and I'll sing to Your song,
with our heart-beats to the same rhythm,
my will and Yours in Harmony

My mind auto-tuned to Your desires,
Notes of love and genuine dedication
my life, my walk in Your symphony

Lyrics of Grace, chords of Salvation
Choruses of freedom and victory
All in Your Key of G. G-O-D.

 
'The G-chord'

 

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