I will give thanks to the Lord With all my heart I will tell of all Thy wonders I will be glad and exult in Thee I will trust in You, my God Who delivered
He is my victory. Chorus Give thanks to the Lord For He is good so good Give thanks to the Lord For He is good so good Give thanks to the Lord His faithful
Traduction: Keith Green. Je donnerai Merci à Le Seigneur (Psaume 9).
Traduction: Jimmy Hall. Oh, Donner Merci au Seigneur.
over me Oh and I gotta thank the lord for giving you to me Yes I do, yes I do Chorus: [Aaliyah](Tavarius) Never giving up on this love Never giving up
Dunn Wanna thank you, Wanna thank you Freedom in stride, love, peace of mind We just wanna give Gratitude Got plenty love we wanna give to you With
, i know it I know where i'm going MOTORMOUTH And lord knows i know.. Where i've been MOTORMOUTH & ENSEMBLE Oh! When we win, I'll give thanks
up. Volume is all it takes, Make some noise, wake up your flatmates, Play this loud out your window, Earn yourself your first asbo. Lord, give
invite you To evil, greed and lies too Yeah - Confusing days he moved in ways he soon became a kuuni Boom boom boom And knock on his door his lord is
cars) You told me I was beautiful (Thank you baby) Girl... and you ignored my clothes (Ignored my clothes...) Heaven only knows, knows, knows (Heaven only knows, the Lord
on the phone [Chorus] (2x) Pimp hard Oh lord there he go again Any disbelievers, is believing we be showin? em Oh nah, so far he be doin that I can give
'll have to give it birth to give it birth I guess, I guess I have to give it birth I guess I have to, have to give it birth there's a beautiful mess
smoking my pipe I been drinkin to hard, i decided to give up and give it to god, instead of livin in the world imma live in the lord, gave up cussin
the betta i can consantrate when i caint thank straight i open up and just play it could be ya death day get besides your self we aint cool i thank u
niggaz wouldn't give me dap Wouldn't give a fuck about how I'm doing, it's all about a rap Realizing I ain't nothing, without paper and pen So Lord forbid
i was in jail sometimes, but they know im not a crook so they kept letters comin daily and kept money on my books i thank the lord for 'em, can't nobody
in sin I put my faith in a fifty dollar bottle of drink Using my focus choking smash on the throttle and thank The lord, for giving me another way to
