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Own Your Own

A Song In Process
On Your Own
Tamara Peachy
Copyright 2012 Tamara Peachy


Verse 1
A saw a couple walking past
they didn't turn back.
They must have not seen me
longing for their souls
to be introduced to Jesus.
To be saved from their sins.
I didn't want to interrupt them.


Chorus
Keep living your lives.
I won't be invasive,
I won't erase you
or even chase you.
I won't evangelize you
or baptize you.
Keep living your lives.


Verse 2


I looked to my left and my right.
no one was there.
They must have not seen me
longing for their soul
to be introduced to Jesus.
To be saved from their sins.
I didn't want to interrupt them.


Verse 3


I couldn't come to their funeral
didn't know who was there.
They must have not seen me
longing for their soul
to be introduced to Jesus
To be saved from their sins.
I didn't want to interrupt them.


Bridge
Keep living your lives.
I won't be invasive,
I won't erase you
or even chase you.
But, Jesus will
But Jesus will
Yes, Jesus will
He's too good to let you go on your own
on your own

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