When the music fades, All is stripped away, And I simply come, Longing just to bring Something that's of worth That will bless Your heart. I'll bring You more than a song, For a song in itself is not what You have required. You search much deeper within, through the way things appear; You're looking into my heart. I'm coming back to the heartof worship, And it's all about You; it's all about You, Jesus; I'm sorry, Lord, for the thingI've made it When it's all about You; it's all about You, Jesus. King of endless worth, No one could express How much You deserve; Though I'm weak and poor, All I have is Yours, Every single breath.神啊你仍是我们的父 Сəнин Лүтфүн Боже наш, благослови ни gẖny llrb yạ kl ạlạ̉rḍ Белый снег ты окутал Всю землю кругом, Cleanse Me Mysli na ten div La soluzione Los niños con placer Gekruisigde Hande
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