Dear Jesus You know me And I want to start to know you I have a dream above everything That You put inside of me And I wanna make it come true with You My wings were made for flight But I don't know how and when to fly So teach me to flap them In the air flying above all my fears I take your yoke, It's so easy Oh your dream is mine My burden is yours Made of thorns And the load is so light And the cost of the cross Is much easier than my fears You had a thorny crown of all my fears Through those nails went all my pain With the thorny crown You felt What I feel the burden is upon your head... So think of me... My wings were made for flight...El Varon De Gran Dolor Quieto estaré ʿyny bṣt ʿ ạlṣlyb تعليق 1 Du gewannst für uns die Siegeskron لتكن أَقوال فمي Great is the Lord عايزينك Pójdźcie do Mnie kwnwạ ʿạmlyn
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