The Son of man was born a poor carpenter's Son
A hunted fugitive before His life had begun...
I kneel before you now
Laying all I have at your feet...
Life goes on
days go by...
If I have fallen from the sky,
My peace still lay above me in...
How I wish that I could fly,
Into the sky...
Why do I feel I cannot live,
Without all life has to give...
I see:
The father...
A single tear streaks down my face.
No one sees it, only me...
Wherever I kneel before me is an altar.
I know that the Lord will be my shelter...
Why do you love me so much ?
how can your heart be so forgiving and...
I used to live my life so blind,
Until your love, I began to find...
When your name is said
all is humbled...