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CHORUS
I love you, my brother;
I love you, my sister with the
love of the Lord,
And I see you with the eyes of
hope;
I see Christ in you;
I see Jesus comin' through.
I see in you
the glory of my King.
(1
Cor. 12:11)
I see in you His ministry
and that is why I sing,
God gives gifts and ministries
through laying on of hands,
To war a good warfare that we may
take the land.
CHORUS
I love you, my brother;
I love you, my sister with the
love of the Lord,
And I see you with the eyes of
hope;
I see Christ in you;
I see Jesus comin' through.
I see Jesus comin' through.
* My own love is not good enough.
My faith and hope and talent
is not the right stuff.
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