Lord, wonderful saviour I know for sure, all of my days are held in Your hands Crafted into Your perfect plan You gently call me, into Your presence
and still. Have Thine own way, Lord, have Thine own way, Search me and try me, Master today, Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now, As in Thy presence
in righteousness For His name's sake Surely goodness and loving kindness Shall follow me al the days of my life And I will dwell in the house of the Lord
righteousness For his name's sake. Surely goodness and loving kindness Shall follow me al the days of my life. And I will dwell in the house of the lord
rod and thy staff they comfort me Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over Surely
Of midnight tendrils, or peruse thy brow In fear of sending off what heaven cast Too early for my insufficient mind To grasp the fullest detail and retain The presence
me in your blood Create in me a clean heart renew a right spirit Don't take your Spirit away your Presence keep me near it I'm waiting patience on you Lord
me Your rod and your staff, they comfort me You prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies You annoint my head with oil, my cup overflows Surely
Your Presence (Repeat) Fresh Wind, Ooh Oh (Repeat) Fill the house with your Presence Fresh Wind, Ooh Oh (Repeat) Fill the House (Repeat) Fill the House with Your Presence
'll forever sing Your praise, I live to know You, Lord. I live to know You, Lord. I live to know You, Lord. I live to know You, Lord.
Lord, Wonderful savior I know for sure all of my days are held in your hands Crafted into your perfect plans You gently called me into your presence
[Verse 1:] Lord why would I leave You There's no other place for me but here Your Love is so great and sure Your faithfulness, and mercy, will live on
sleep The Lord is thy keeper, the Lord is thy shade upon my right hand The sun shall not spite thee by day, nor the moon by night The Lord shall preserve
me and you comfort me [thank you Lord] He prepareth a table before me in the presence of my enemies my anoint my head with oil and my cup overflows surely
Chamillitary mayne You in the presence of the finest My rims 20-somethin, age 20-somethin Try to count the millions I done made 20-somethin?... No homo
Style on n*ggas, feel it to the numb Japanese thread, flavor to these bums Consider me the savior, look what the lord gave ya My celebrated presence,