Song | Sweet Will of God |
Artist | Amy Grant |
Album | Rock of Ages...Hymns & Faith |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Morris | |
My stubborn will at last has yielded | |
I would be thine and thine alone | |
And this prayer my lips are bringing | |
Lord, let in me thy will be done [Chorus:] | |
Sweet will of | |
God, unfold me closer | |
Til I am wholely lost in thee | |
Sweet will of | |
God, still fold me closer | |
Ti I am wholely lost in thee | |
I am tired of sin, footsore and weary | |
The darksome path hath dreary grown | |
But now a light has risen to cheer me | |
I find in thee my | |
Star, my sun [Chorus] | |
Thy precious will, | |
O conquering | |
Savior Doth now embrace and compass me | |
The storms have ceased, my peace a river | |
My soul a prisoned bird set free |
zuo ci : Morris | |
My stubborn will at last has yielded | |
I would be thine and thine alone | |
And this prayer my lips are bringing | |
Lord, let in me thy will be done Chorus: | |
Sweet will of | |
God, unfold me closer | |
Til I am wholely lost in thee | |
Sweet will of | |
God, still fold me closer | |
Ti I am wholely lost in thee | |
I am tired of sin, footsore and weary | |
The darksome path hath dreary grown | |
But now a light has risen to cheer me | |
I find in thee my | |
Star, my sun Chorus | |
Thy precious will, | |
O conquering | |
Savior Doth now embrace and compass me | |
The storms have ceased, my peace a river | |
My soul a prisoned bird set free |
zuò cí : Morris | |
My stubborn will at last has yielded | |
I would be thine and thine alone | |
And this prayer my lips are bringing | |
Lord, let in me thy will be done Chorus: | |
Sweet will of | |
God, unfold me closer | |
Til I am wholely lost in thee | |
Sweet will of | |
God, still fold me closer | |
Ti I am wholely lost in thee | |
I am tired of sin, footsore and weary | |
The darksome path hath dreary grown | |
But now a light has risen to cheer me | |
I find in thee my | |
Star, my sun Chorus | |
Thy precious will, | |
O conquering | |
Savior Doth now embrace and compass me | |
The storms have ceased, my peace a river | |
My soul a prisoned bird set free |