Gloria, in excelces deo. Glory, gloria. Too weak to wonder, too tired to care, Jesus Christ, are you really there? I've fallen down, Can't pull
Gloria, in excelces deo. Glory, gloria, Glory. Too weak to wonder, Too tired to care, Jesus Christ, are you really there? I've fallen down, Can't pull
De rodillas yo te pido escucha mi oracion un humilde enamorado que perdio su corazon desde que se fue el amor yo no e dejado de sufrir sin carino no
talkin' shit but you know it never bothers me, In One Ear, and right out the other, people talkin' shit, they can kiss the back of my hand Now i know i'm not a saint
If God had a name what would it be? And would you call it to his face? If you were faced with him in all his glory what would you ask if you had just
She's a reckless lover with blood stained hands 'round the neck of her, helpless man She's the midnight silence, an outbound train She's the glory of
Can you hear, the people sing their song, To tunes of glory, they move as one. Refugees of liberation marching on, Sing your song, rock the nation, write
we learned Here's to your martyr watch her morals bend, an empty story we grow hungry to reclaim the notes we lend, you cannot win, when saints are glory
he's got Bound For Glory in red, white and blue flash paint He leans on the hood telling racing stories, the kids call him Jimmy The Saint Well the blaze
the wicked carry us away in captivity Required from us a song How can we sing rastafari song in a stra-a-a-a-ange land How wen the saints Go marchin
Angels from the realms of glory Wing your flight over all the earth Ye, who sang creations story Now proclaim Messiah's birth Come and worship, come and
Prepare Him room And Saints and angels sing And Saints and angels sing And Saints and Saints and angels sing Joy to the world, the Saviour reigns Let Saints
Lo! He comes with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain; Thousand thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of His train: Hallelujah! Hallelujah
the morning my song shall rise to thee Holy. holy, holy Merciful and mighty God in three persons, blessed Trinity Verse 2: Holy, holy, holy All the saints
sacrifice To imagine or believe all the glory of the free Hunting all day an endless cry The things I've seen I can't deny Sinners, saints all mixed
day all that you showed me The power and the glory, till my kingdom comes Give us this day all that you showed me The power and the glory, till my