: Es kann gar nicht hell genug sein Alle Lichter dieser Welt Sollen heute fur mich leuchten Ich werd raus geh'n Mich nicht umdreh'n Ich muss weg Manchmal
: J'aime Paris au mois de Mai, Quand les bourgeons renaissent, D'une nouvelle jeunesse, S'emparent de la vieille cite, Qui se met a rayonner,
: Busted the safe stole the key to the city Made out with your sister, the one I think is pretty I think you're cool but you?re acting kinda silly Don
the beauty of spirits in search for a soul companion of some form... And I feel the chosen one... All that remains is me, adoring the skies, the weeping
: Dagen ar har stig upp ur sang Gnugga natten ur blick Jag vet att du hellre vill ligga kvar och det onskar jag ocksa vi fick Dagen ar lang men dagen
When I can't see You, I know You're there When I can't feel You, I will not fear I will trust in You and I will not be afraid When the battle is close
I'm in love Ooh and I love the feeling Hey, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love, I'm in love And I love the feeling The sun seems to shine all the
Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel Touching you, touching me Touching
Busted the safe stole the key to the city Made out with your sister, the one I think is pretty I think you're cool but you're acting kinda silly Don't
You are holy, I really love you In the spirit, I love to worship you 2x: out of all the things I am, everything I hope to be if you look into my heart
They both wrote poetry In fact, that was how they met He was a Yorkshire man in Cambridge She was from Massachusetts They spoke and they fell in love
Before there was time There were visions in Your mind There was death in the fall of mankind But there was life in salvation's design Before there were
We are called out, we are ransomed We are not of the world we're in We are chosen, we are blessed To bring light to the lives of men So Father sow Your
All creation moves in a cosmic danse Before the Lord her King And the rhythms, the reason, the rhyme of the danse Pulses within everything And the universe
There is life in the blood of the lamb who was slain There is power, there is power in His name There is love pouring out of the wounds that were made
No more my God, I boast no more Of all the duties I have done I quit the hopes I held before To trust the merits of Thy Son No more my God No more my
Laden with guilt and full of fears I fly to Thee my Lord And not a glimpse of hope appears But in Thy written word The volumes of my Father's grace Does
Lord of all creation Of the water, earth and sky The Heavens are Your Tabernacle Glory to the Lord on high God of wonders, beyond our galaxy You are
