Doubtless, You know what You’ve spoken
I’m hanging on every word
Faultless, Your body was broken
I scarcely believe what I’ve heard
Your plan is perfect, Your wisdom is great
Your way is upright and not for the faint
Your grace is power, Your word is true
You created men to glorify You
Yet we fight and complain
Have we all gone insane
We desire and we war
What are we living for
To be
Holy
To raise
Your praise
Sing over me
My heart will be
All I can bring
To You, my king
Thursday, November 3, 2011
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