They came looking for trouble But then they found me Now you'd better off dead son Than if you fucked with me When the walls come crashing down And your
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! Oh what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God I'm born of his Spirit, washed in his blood
Enriched with crimson shades of pain the river runs dry Full of painfull memories of happiness - together we fly And I curse you death - cold flesh of
Up Calvary's mountain one dreadful morn Walked Christ my Savior, weary and worn Facing for sinners, death on the cross That He might save them from endless
Oh, uh, oh Como olvidar el momento Como borrar de mi vida Las cosas que me decias como sentir Tus besos en mi mejilla me enloquecian Como hago para olvidarte
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine! Heir of salvation, purchase of God, Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood. This
This is my story this is my song praising my Saviour all the day long This is my story this is my song praising my Saviour all the day long Blessed assurance
MOST RICHTLY BLESSED (Archie Campbell - Luther Brandon) « © '67 Tree Publishing » Sometimes I wonder when things go so wrong Has God forsaken
Sometimes I wonder when things go so wrong has God forsaken and left me alone Then I remember through trials of distress He's always with me I'm most
Wake up You're beautiful, loved and blessed You feel me? When you found me I was just a piece of clay I was formless, you gave me a new name With the
With beady black eyes, the bluebird has died It's feathers have dried, it couldn't survive From the winter's grasp nothing ever lasts But you and I know
Here in the silence I say a prayer Though I've never seen you somehow I know you're there You're in the faces of the people that I meet You're as silent
David Hinds Blessed Is The Man That Walketh Not In The Council Of The Ungodly His mercy endureth forever To turn my back on JAH I will never never
[music: furni 1/99] [lyrics: dave rotten] disguised by a soutane prasing the name of god concealing his perversity behind a forced smile respected parish
Corcovado parted the sky And through the darkness on us He shined Crucified in stone, still His blood is my own Glory behold, all my eyes have seen, have
I changed my mind and looked no better Hard of heart, blind, blind to his higher art My frustration, my anger in disguise I slip under I slip under quiet
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine Heir of salvation, purchase of God Born of His spirit, washed in His blood This
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine O, what a foretaste of glory divine Heir of salvation, purchase of God Born of His Spirit, washed in His blood This