Slová
This life and all, it's goodness
Is a mark of love and mercies
I owe my life, to the kindness;
And - the - saving grace of Jesus
The saviour of our souls ...
He found me in my wretchedness
Consumed by my own, happiness
Controlled by every wickedness
Never knew what's right in my tests
But you Lord by compassion
Ignored my filthiness and ego
You moved closer
That I heard your, voice;
And cried for your
Touch, to make me whole
But you Lord full of compassion
Ignored my filthiness and ego
You moved closer
That I heard your, voice;
And cried for your
Touch, to make me whole
Touch him and make him whole, Lord
Touch her too and make her new, today
Touch us now and make us whole, again
Make us whole again...
Touch him and make him whole Lord
Touch her too and make her new today
Touch us now and make us whole, again
Make us whole again
Make us whole again...
Maurice Nyasulu
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