Pieta, Signore, di me dolente! Signor, pieta se a te giunge il mio pregar; non mi punisca il tuo rigor. Meno severi, clementi ognora, volgi i tuoi sguardi
Dank sei dir Herr, Du hast dein Volk Mit dir gefuhrt, Dein is nun das Land. Eh diese Feinde uns auch bedroh'n Deine Hand schutzte uns; In deiner Gnade
Thank you, Lord, for what you've done for me. Thank you, Lord, for what you're doing now. Thank you
(feat. JoAnn Rosario) Saciame senor con lo mejor del cielo Saciame senor con la grosura de tu amor Mi alma desfallece por tu presencia Mi alma desfallece
in the city but don?t fit in You know its a pity the shape I?m in Well I got no home and I got no choice Oh Lord, have mercy on a country boy When
Oh, I, I, I, I, I How can I say thanks to you From the bottom of my heart I wanna say I give thanks to You (Thanks to You) I owe it all to You Lord,
Now this one goes out to the father For shower of good blessings Right now I gotta give thanks And praise most I (chorus) KY-MANI Thank you Lord for
For all You've done for me For keepin' me on my feet I just wanna thank You Lord When I thought I was gonna give up You kept me goin' when times got
a tear the block up Negativity's embedded in our brains along with the mental chains That we wear thanks to the slave masters game I came to humble myself, cause through your mercy
Thank you Lord, saw your sun shine today. Bless you Lord, got to see my children pray. May not be the right way to pray, But, I want to thank you anyway
man pays the band Oh, they're billing me for killing me Hey, Lord have mercy on the working man Please Lord have mercy on the working man Please Lord have mercy
Yeah The dark is dropping like a spot Of black ink squeezed into a glass of water And now the crowds are thinning out Into the light down in the subway
How can I say thanks to you? From the bottom of my heart, I wanna say I'll give thanks to you (Thanks to you) I owe it all to you (Lord, I thank you)
Be gracious to me o God In Thy true love In the fullness of Thy mercy Blot out my misdeeds Create in me a pure heart o God Give me a new and steadfast
You know it's a pity the shape I'm in Well, I got no home and I got no choice Oh, Lord, have mercy on a country boy Oh, Lord, have mercy on a country
I feel I'm wrapped in your love On a warm summers day. And I feel kisses from angels That you send my way. Its more than a feeling This gift from
Louis Niedermeyer PietA , Signore, di me dolente! Signor, pietA se a te giunge il mio pregar; non mi punisca il tuo rigor. Meno severi, clementi ognora
His grace For the Lord has wondrous mercy For the ones who seek His face Teach, teach the children Teach, teach the children CHORUS That with the Lord, there is mercy
