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My Help Comes From The Lord

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When sorrows come and hope seems gone
You're the rock I rest upon
When waters rise and I can't breathe
You're the love that rescues me
Out of the darkness
It lifts up my eyes
Unto the hills I feel my faith rise
Maker of heaven
Giver of life
You are my strength, my song in the night
My refuge, my shelter, now and forevermore
My help comes from the Lord
When I'm broken, scarred by sin
Death gives way to life again
When I suffer, when I'm bound
In You I'm free, In You I'm found
Out of the darkness
It lifts up my eyes
Unto the hills I feel my faith rise
Maker of heaven
Giver of life
You are my strength, my song in the night
My refuge, my shelter, now and forevermore
My help comes from the Lord
Out of the darkness
It lifts up my eyes
Unto the hills I feel my faith rise
Maker of heaven
Giver of life
You are my strength
You're my refuge now and forevermore
Out of the darkness
It lifts up my eyes
Unto the hills I feel my faith rise
Maker of heaven
Giver of life
You are my strength, my song in the night
My refuge, my shelter, now and forevermore
My help comes from the Lord
My help comes from the Lord

Composição: John Abel/Bryan Brown/Barry Weeks/Tony Wood





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