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By Cece Winans, Chorus:
Heavenly Father You're the one we're waiting on
Because without
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By Cece Winans, Now there's a place that's blessed
Now there's a place that's
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By Cece Winans, His strength is perfect
So perfect
I can do all
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By Cece Winans, Chorus:
Hold up the light
Save the world from darkness
Hold up the
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By Cece Winans, Holy Spirit come and fill this place
bring us healing
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By Cece Winans, Oh Lord, my God, when I in awesome wonder
Consider all
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By Cece Winans, I am the one yes I created the whole universe
Greater
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By Cece Winans, I could tell by the way you smile
I could
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By Cece Winans, All to Jesus I surrender
All to Him I freely
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By Cece Winans, It Wasn’t Easy
Don’t think for a moment
I never felt the
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By Cece Winans, It's gonna get better
It's gonna get better. . .better
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By Cece Winans, Jesus, You’re Beautiful
Jesus, bright as the morning star
Jesus, how can
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By Cece Winans, When I promised you
You could trust me
I meant
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By Cece Winans, When he woke her up this morning she saw something
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By Cece Winans, (Chorus)
I wanna walk like You
I wanna talk like You
I wanna
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By Cece Winans, CHORUS
King of Kings and Lord of Lords
Lover of
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By Cece Winans, Lord you set my soul on fire, object of my
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By Cece Winans, Sometimes I feel I can't make it
In this world
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By Cece Winans, When you can't find your way through the night
When
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By Cece Winans, What can I do?
What wish can I make come
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By Cece Winans, Thy right hand holds all pleasures
for ever more
it's
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By Cece Winans, I remember Saturdays helping Mama in her kitchen
Conversations prying,
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By Cece Winans, I was just a child, when I felt the Savior
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By Cece Winans, Hello Mr. Busy
I wonder could you share a little
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By Cece Winans, {Verse 1}
I wasnt looking
All the colours were grey
It's hard
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By Cece Winans, I whisper words about you endlessly
Mostly to myself because
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By Cece Winans, Heavenly Father, there is no one greater
How excellent is Thy
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By Cece Winans, Oh most high, I give glory to Thee
Oh most high,
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By Cece Winans, The world is movin much too fast
mother's have kids, they
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By Cece Winans, How shall I begin
To speak about a God that
