I read you used loaves and bread Raise the dead with what you said So I know that's what you do I've seen you use men like me To free the slaves and part the seas So I know that's what you can do
You make weak things strong You give bones their flesh Oh, I believe you can use me You make poor men rich And give dead men breathe Oh, I believe you can use me
When tragedy is all I see Drowning in anxiety I'll trust it's in Your hands A pain so real it moves my feet My soul sings a melody I trust it's in Your hands
You make weak things strong You give bones their flesh Oh, I believe you can use me You make poor men rich And give dead men breathe Oh, I believe you can use me
Just like Moses Just like Peter Just like David And Elijah Just like my Momma And my Father If you can use them, You can use me
Just like my Pastor Sunday school Teacher Front door Greeter Student Leader Just like the missionary Or the one who cleans the sanctuary If you can use them, you can use me
You make weak things strong You give bones their flesh Oh, I believe you can use me You make poor men rich And give dead men breathe Oh, I believe you can use me I believe you can use me Oh, I believe you can use meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
