Nhạc sĩ: David Crowder
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
�� Hell gliding like a pure glory for �� Who is immortal by the heavenly blast? �� Oh, holiest of holies, Jesus Christ our Lord �� And now we've come to the song, it's our arrest �� Life's a meaning round the shine �� We invite the sun's spirit to shine �� The world is dark now, dark sounds to be sung �� Oh, thunder, fire, and song �� Son of our God, give her all of life �� Oh Lord, oh �� Son of our God, give her all of life �� Oh Lord, oh �� Son of our God, give her all of life �� Oh Lord, oh �� Son of our God, give her all of life �� Oh Lord, oh �� Therefore, in all the world, thy glory is love thy own �� Oh Lord, oh �� Oh Lord, oh �We'll be right back.
