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