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My Soul Is Overjoyed

THE ON-LY  BE-GOTTEN SON
OF THE SOVERIGN GOD WHO REIGNS
CHOSE TO LEAVE HIS THRONE AND BECAME FLESH
AND HE SUFFERED FOR MY SAKE

AND WHEN I THINK OF ALL THE WORDS HE SAID
WHAT  HE DIED FOR, AND THE WAY HE LIVED
MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED
YES, MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED

JESUS IS SO VERY SWEET TO ME
HE GIVES ME GRACE EVERYDAY
HIS LOVE FOR ME IS UNCONDITIONAL
I JUST CAN’T HELP BUT TO PRAISE HIM

AND WHEN I THINK OF ALL HE BROUGHT ME THROUGH
HOW HE DELIVERED ME
AND MADE ME ANEW 
MY SOUL, MY SOUL         
IS OVERJOYED
YES, MY SOUL, MY SOUL 
IS OVERJOYED

		HOW COULD I EVER FULLY EXPLAIN
		ALL THE LORD IS TO ME
		I TELL YOU THIS, THERE IS NO WAY
		SO I’LL KEEP PRAISING AND WORSHIPING
		AS LONG AS THERE IS BREATH IN ME
		
WHEN I THINK ABOUT THAT PROMISED DAY
WHEN MY MASTER COMES AND TAKES ME AWAY
MY EYES WILL BE CAST UPON HIS SHINING FACE

MY SOUL, MY SOUL
IS OVERJOYED

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