Oh lord i give you all i have But it seems so little When you have given me so much I come to you with empty hands And a heart that's fragile You come to me with a wealth of love
Oh lord your love Is new with every morning Your faithfulness It gets me through the night You bid me come You know that i am weary Your yoke is easy Your burden is light
And now i sing you songs of praise But your greatness is beyond me I know i can not comprehend How you, ancient of days Stoop yourself to call me To be your son To be your friend Oh lord i give you all i have But it seems so little When you have given me so much I come to you with empty hands And a heart that's fragile You come to me with a wealth of love
Oh lord your love Is new with every morning Your faithfulness It gets me through the night You bid me come You know that i am weary Your yoke is easy Your burden is light
And now i sing you songs of praise But your greatness is beyond me I know i can not comprehend How you, ancient of days Stoop yourself to call me To be your son To be your friend Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
