ترانه:
Shanika Anderson

We've come to lift our hands To sing and do our dance We've come to rejoice in the Lord To praise Him for what He's done And for all the victories won

I know that you can't seem to find peace in your body Your strength is gone and it doesn't look like it will return Can't escape the pain: it racks

Verse 1 Here we are again to celebrate, the goodness of Jesus in this place Lift up your voices and shout out loud ?Cause there?s a praise and it?s in

ترجمه: Shanika اندرسون. شفا در بالهای او.

ترجمه: Shanika اندرسون. مقاومت به تحمل.

Jesus, You're my Great Reward You are my portion, Lord and while in heaven you plead for me draw my every thought to Thee I love you, Lord

You are changing me from the inside out Something deep within is welling up in praise You're compelling me with unfailing love Oh to lose my life in

In the light of the King's face there is life Giving favor to His children like a cloud of rain Rain is falling in His presence on our thirsty hearts

Who am I to know Your glory? Who am I to recognize your voice calling out? How could I be in Your story? God who was and is and is to come who is One?