Thursday, March 11, 2010

untitled... for now. :)

This life is over-rated and my memories are faded,
but you remain.
God, you remain.
There was a time when I cried,
'till I let my old self die.
Now I'm changed.
I'm not the same.

So I will lift my hands to the sky.
'cause this love I have found is mine.
And though there's pain inside,
it will subside,
'cause your love's like and endless tide.
Washing away my pride.

You are the one we've all adored.
You are my savior and my Lord.
You are the King of Kings, you make me free!
Under you I will dance and sing.
And to the cross, I'll cling.

The sun rises, on another day.
Twenty-four hours to sing God's praise.
He is with you, so throw your cares away.
Let Him in, and show you the way....

So you can lift your hands to the sky.
Do you know the love you can find?
You may have pain inside,
It will subside,
'cause his love's like an endless tide.
Washing away our pride.
He is the King of Kings, he makes us free!
Under Him we will dance and sing,
And to the cross we'll cling.

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