Words and music by Adrian Turner and Pat Howard Salvation belongs to our God Who sits upon the throne And unto the Lamb Praise and glory Wisdom
I've waited patiently for your reply You say you'll come around, by and by I've tried to show the way into the light But I just won't let you go, without
Let all the saintly ones in God rejoice The battle's won so lift your voice Declare His Name the glorious King Lift up the standard of triumph and sing
Too many black sheep in the family, oh Too many stones from a house of glass, yeah, yeah They've heard the story, they've heard the lines But talk is
Praise ye the Lord all ye nations The Lord is reigning, you people rejoice The word of the Lord is a two-edged sword He's placed it in our hands Praise
Letra y Música by Dave Browning Señor llévame a tus atrios Al lugar santo Al altar de bronce Señor Tu rostro quiero ver
Words by Matt Redman Based on 2 Chronicles 7:14, Isaiah 6:5-8 We're looking to your promise of old That if we pray and humble ourselves You will come
Now you remember Sally, used to be so happy Walkin' down that street with a smile upon her face Never had a worry, she never had a care And when she
He likes caviar, he likes champagne Calls his broker just to check his gain He made a profit of considerable size Don't ask him no questions, he will
The world is looking for a revelation We're always under their investigation They look at us to hear what we got to say They can't see Jesus when we stand
First I want to thank You Lord for being who You are For coming to the rescue of a man who's drifted far For calling me to be Your son and calling me
You are all I seek and all I know I am satisified in you alone I've found nothing in this world That seems so sweet As your presence in a life laid
Noah saw the coming of the flood (He built an ark upon dry land) When Moses prayed, God parted the Red Sea (In faith, he made his stand) And David dropped
Onward Christian soldiers, marching as to war With the cross of Jesus going on before Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng Blend with ours your
One step two step, close the door All my records are on the floor No time to myself it seems People in my lounge hangin' from the beams Enough time to
Shadows grow so long before my eyes And they're moving across the page Suddenly the day turns into night Far away from the city but don't hesitate 'Cause
There's ringing in my ears And no one to relate to 'cept the sea Who can I belive in I'm kneeling on the floor There has to be a force who do I phone
I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste, a flannel for my face, Pajamas, a hairbrush, new shoes and a case I said to my reflection let's get out of this