I'm waiting I'm waiting on You, Lord And I am hopeful I'm waiting on You, Lord Though it is painful But patiently, I will wait I will move ahead
You are love So I am love You are joy And so I am, joy You are peace So I am peace Lord everything you are Now becomes me The line between Where you
Let it be said of us while we walked among the living let it be said of us by the ones we leave behind let it be said of us that we lived to be a blessing
Flood every corner of this room Flood all the emptiness with You Lord I long to be consumed And I'm calling for a flood So flood every chamber of my
I drug his name through godless places And I?ve known shame that no child of his should know I?ve seen pain on broken faces Beyond all thought of hope
Hover over me fill me spirit, breathe on me I want to walk in signs and wonders I want to speak with tongues of angels Breathe on me sprit I receive
Prevod: Waller, John. Blagoslov.
: Flood every corner of this room Flood all the emptiness with You Lord I long to be consumed And I'm calling for a flood So flood every chamber of
: You are love So I am love You are joy And so I am, joy You are peace So I am peace Lord everything you are Now becomes me The line between Where
: I am at Your feet I?m on bended knee You?re my Father I?ve become Your child I receive Your worth By my right of birth For Jesus, my brother, has
: Hover over me fill me spirit, breathe on me I want to walk in signs and wonders I want to speak with tongues of angels Breathe on me sprit I receive
: I drug his name through godless places And I?ve known shame that no child of his should know I?ve seen pain on broken faces Beyond all thought of hope
: Let it be said of us while we walked among the living let it be said of us by the ones we leave behind let it be said of us that we lived to be a blessing
: I'm waiting I'm waiting on You, Lord And I am hopeful I'm waiting on You, Lord Though it is painful But patiently, I will wait I will move ahead
I am at Your feet I?m on bended knee You?re my Father I?ve become Your child I receive Your worth By my right of birth For Jesus, my brother, has broken