Vārdi:
Jars Of Clay Dig

I had a big idea I had a crazy eye I broke the sacred seal I told a lazy lie I've had my conscience bent I've had my patience tried I've been up in the

Tulkojums: Burkas mālu. Jūs.

I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord No tender voice like Thine can peace afford I need Thee every hour, stay Thou nearby Temptations lose their

Strangely out of place There's a light filling this room where None would follow before I can't deny it burns me up inside I fan the flames to melt away

Tulkojums: Burkas mālu. I Need You.

Tulkojums: Burkas mālu. I Need You.

Strangely out of place There's a light filling this room where None would follow before I can't deny it burns me up inside I fan the flames to melt away