For the praises of man I will never ever stand For the kingdoms of this world I'll never give my heart away or shout my praise My allegiance and devotion My heart's desire and all emotion Oh, go to serve The Man who died upon that tree Only a God like You could be worthy of my praise and all my hope and faith To only a King of all kings Do I bow my knee and sing Give my everything To only my Maker, my Father, my Savior Redeemer, Restorer, Rebuilder, Rewarder To only a God like you, do I give my praiseErfasst von deinem Erbarmen Herr Ак калпак кийгендей, тоолору кыргыздын, Стучит Стучит Отвори ʿạysẖ wḥyd ʿạysẖ gẖryb Сьыл.: Seigneur, tu appelles كان عايش زينا 他又真又活 О досум, бир гана Кудайдан кубаныч Я жив с Тобой
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