Create in me a clean heart and purify me, purify me Create in me a clean heart so I may worship thee, everybody say it chorus Create in me a clean heart
me a clean heart And purify me, purify me Create in me a clean heart So I may worship Thee Create in me a clean heart And purify me, purify me Create
Create in me a clean heart oh God Let me be like you in all my ways Give me your strength, teach me your song Shelter me in the shadow of your wings For
Traduction: Ever Call Prêt. Crée en moi un coeur pur.
I found me a keepa And I found me a winner. And I found me a queen. what we eatin for dinner? U know I cook it and clean it and do wateva for ya. Black
a gray macaw, named him Jules Verne He'll probably outlive me - he's a bright bird Keeps me company, I teach him new words I saw a hologram at the theme
they all got one song. It's kind of like walking out a door to discover it's a window." "But a lot of your music is certainly very personal." "Of course, I put a
the truth to me; For all the power and wealth of earth To thee are vile and nothing worth. Ah, Jesu, my heart's treasure blest, Make thee a clean, soft
got a job Ms. Cheney But your husbands heart problems complicating So the FCC won't let me be Or let me be me so let me see They tried to shut me down
them Human I wonder why you?re a better make than I could ever build or create, you know not love or hate I am so scared of what will kill me in the
high like a bottle of German Brew Comin clean New on the scene Makin girls scream if you know what I mean Cause they dream of me to rock the place And put a
more why do i feel like ive been....with ......you .....before shoot me baby with the creator lots of peace and lots of fun......everybody he created
Breathe on me Breathe, oh, Breath of God (Breathe, oh, Breath of Life) Breathe on me ?Til my heart is new Oh Lord, oh Lord ?Til my heart is new
wanna buck me down Him holds many holy titles Him has many names Him has many bibles The devil can't deal with Him, uh He tempted me but you see I'm
for me I took her heart And I kissed it clean But she still kicks against me Are the songs my disease? Are the songs my disease? Maybe she's creating me
so bring it up ahh smokin til mi eyes dem red promote the marijuana that's what I said Marijuana feed me clothes me and school me You cyar fool me, gimme
