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ANTHONY EVANS lyrics - Undisguised

Amazing God

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We can hear it growing louder Songs from every nation Rising to your throne Saints in every generation Singing for your glory Telling what you've done From the north and south, we are crying out There is hope in Jesus' name You're amazing God, You're amazing God You can bear the weight of every heavy heart You can heal the pain, you can clean the stain You can turn our tears into songs of praise You're amazing God Beauty rises from the ashes Sorrow turns to gladness When our God is near You speak light into our darkness You heal the broken-hearted You wipe away our tears Songs of praise surround us, songs of praise surround us Hear it growing louder, we are growing louder

She Sings Amazing Grace

JERRY LEE LEWIS "My Fingers Do The Talkin'"
I was hard to handle the day we said I do She was just like some fine wine and I was old home brew I took her to the smoky joints where she was out of place While I played those old honky tonk songs she sang Amazing Grace But somehow hymns and honky tonks don't go together long But I kept on raising hell and she kept holding on I'm Faded Love and Cheating Heart and she's still silk and lace While I played those honky tonk songs she sings Amazing Grace I left for a drinking night found at any old bar I'll dance and I'll flirt but it's alright cause she knows where we are She's Sunday morning Sunday school while I'm at home sleeping late Dreaming of those old honky tonk songs while she sings Amazing Grace

A Flowery Song

Five Iron Frenzy
Beautiful day, wonderful feeling I feel like singing Psalms meaning songs, Singing praises all day long Joy fills the weak Joy makes us strong Filled 'till we burst Songs of praise To the God of the universe. Despite our selfish selves Despite all loss of hope Despite our lack of faith Despite our stony hearts Despite the waning moon Despite the ebbing tide Of how we think this world should be Praise God from whom all blessings flow Praise Him all creatures here below Praise Him above ye Heavenly host Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost Gray rainy day Down in the mud for us I don't feel I can sing Songs to the God in control of the seasons But what's good and bad Flow from the hands Of the God with the perfect plan Filling us with joy, all of this will glorify.

Take Me For A Little While

David Coverdale "Coverdale/Page"
(Coverdale/Page) Now my days are growing cold, All the memories unfold Thinking 'bout the friends we lost, Wondering how to count the cost, Now my days are growing cold I can hardly wait any longer, Now the feeling's growing stronger Thinking 'bout the times we had, Good times always turn into bad, Now my days are growing cold Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile Why don't you take me for a little while As I watch the rising sun, I see a new day just begun Thinking 'bout the sacrifice, Wondering how to pay the price, Now my world is growing cold Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile, make me smile Why don't you take me for a little while So now my days are growing cold, All my memories been told Thinking 'bout the dreams we lost, Wondering how to count the cost Now my days are growing cold Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make, me make, me make, me smile Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile. Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make, me make, me make, me smile. Make me smile... Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me, make me, make me smile. Somebody take me, take me, won't you make me smile...

Take Me For A Little While

Coverdale And Page
Now my days are growing cold, All the memories unfold Thinking 'bout the friends we lost, Wondering how to count the cost, Now my days are growing cold I can hardly wait any longer, Now the feeling's growing stronger Thinking 'bout the times we had, Good times always turn into bad, Now my days are growing cold Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile Why don't you take me for a little while As I watch the rising sun, I see a new day just begun Thinking 'bout the sacrifice, Wondering how to pay the price, Now my world is growing cold Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile, make me smile Why don't you take me for a little while So now my days are growing cold, All my memories been told Thinking 'bout the dreams we lost, Wondering how to count the cost Now my days are growing cold Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make, me make, me make, me smile Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me smile. Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make, me make, me make, me smile. Make me smile... Why don't you take me for a little while, Sing me songs, you know, will make me, make me, make me smile. Somebody take me, take me, won't you make me smile...

Songs From The Wood

JETHRO TULL "Songs From The Wood"
Let me bring you songs from the wood: to make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe. Show you how the garden grows. Hold you steady as you go. Join the chorus if you can: it'll make of you an honest man. Let me bring you love from the field: poppies red and roses filled with summer rain. To heal the wound and still the pain that threatens again and again as you drag down every lover's lane. Life's long celebration's here. I'll toast you all in penny cheer. Let me bring you all things refined: galliards and lute songs served in chilling ale. Greetings well met fellow, hail! I am the wind to fill your sail. I am the cross to take your nail: A singer of these ageless times. With kitchen prose and gutter rhymes. Songs from the wood make you feel much better.

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