The words I know go something like this: Some folks jump up and down all night at the D A N C E, While others puff with all their might on their old P I P E. Some men stagger home in the morning light to their W I F E, and then they laugh at me because I'm S A V E D. Oh, It's G-L-O-R-Y to know I'm S-A-V-E-D I'm H-A-P-P-Y because I'm F-R-E-E I once was B-O-U-N-D by the chains of S-I-N But it's V-I-C-T-O-R-Y to know I've Christ within.
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