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A thief that asked and never stole
A sweetheart who captured the soul
A poor man with pounds of gold
A quiet man is always bold

All things possible through him
In the world that was once dim
Light poured through the earth
And revealed to us our worth

A virgin who is soiled.
A believer who is spoiled
A listener who doesn\'t hear
A follower who does nothing but sneer

All things possible without him
In the world that is still dim
Light still pours though the earth
Trying to reveal to us our worth