love of Christ How deep? How high? (Wider than the Heavens) (Longer than forever) Is the love of Christ How high? Is the love of Christ How high? Is the love
love of Christ How deep (how deep) How high (how high) Is the love of Christ It would take ten thousand lifetimes To comprehend, a love with no beginning A love
Fordítás: Point of Grace. Krisztus szeretete.
) To the cheater (Not guilt) To the deceiver (Not guilt) Even to the believer (Not guilt) There is their point no condemnation to them (Not guilt) That are in Christ
blood He has washed us with His blood He presents our souls to God Let us wonder grace and justice Join and point to mercy's store When through grace in Christ
club Find love in the club And so she up in the club with thugs in the club That roll in the club And so she stroll in the club drinking it up To the point
lust in the flesh and our eyes Our pride was hatin', Mayne But our God is rich in mercy, 'Mercy, great in Love We were dead in sin but Christ bled for
you call it strange To tell my mother 'n father truth off the true God's page I was saying if you ve been sinning pursue God's grace I've been shooed
hung like thieves wreathed in scant arabesques And through the chill earth it bedwed her drawling breast Like a come dream true under etched glass spent Making love
point of choosing How we will live our lives All our hopes, all our dreams Will rise up from that moment The moment we surrender And choose to fallow Christ
pace) Share the story of His grace We're the children of the King We're gonna say so, say so We're not ashamed to see We're gonna say so, say so Jesus Christ
Him, The King of kings, salvation brings, Let loving hearts enthrone Him. Raise, raise the song on high, The Virgin sings her lullaby: Joy, joy, for Christ
Oh night divine Oh night when christ was born Oh night divine Oh night divine Truly he taught us to love one another His law is love and his
the Bible Died on the cross All in the name of love Like Diana Ross Chicks are dyeing their hair And dudes are dying to floss I'm dying to see Christ
learn What doin' it for Christ's sake's about Who's been teaching you Is it Jesus Christ the assigned teacher or Satan the substitute Who's teaching you how to love
grace of God You would've been You could've been Yeah Listen Hey To the Liar To the Cheater To the Deciever Even to the Believer There is their point
hung like thieves wreathed in scant arabesques And through the chill earth it bedwed Her drawling breast Like a come dream true under etched glass spent Making love
