Where can I go from your spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
If I go up to heavens you are there.
And if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
If I rise with wings of the dawned
If I settle on the far side of the sea,
Even there your hand will guide me
Your right hand will hold me fast.
Writer(s): Georg Steinmaier, Pierre Beecroft, Simon Wangemann
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