Lord of All Lords
Lord of All Lords When we talk, Lord, You fill me up Better than any drug Feeling, being close to you The tingling presence of Your love Fills me up All troubles are forgotten, the world disappears Giving thanks to you is never enough Praising You, feeling blessed, Lord Feeling Your presence making me whole Walking in the presence of the Lord have no fear, He is their unseen When the Lord touches Your soul It's as a bright light out shining the night stars more powerful than the sun It fills your soul with a lining of Love this world has never seen T.Turk
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