Bethany Dillon - Waking up

Tekst :

I m on a flight home this morning
And I can t help but stare at You
My face pressed against this little window
The sky explodes in praise to You, to You
I know my words can t wrap their arms around You tight enough
But still I ll try in this simple song
To You, my Jesus

Because the more I fight it, the more I love You
As my eyes widen, I have to tell You

There s nothing like waking up
Waking up to You
There s nothing like waking up
Waking up to You
Oh, waking up to You

I am small, but I have seen
The same sun rise over India and Ohio fields
To strengthen the heart of this coward
So in every language, from every hurt
We echo affection back to You, Lord

There s nothing like waking up
Waking up to You
There s nothing like waking up
Waking up to You

I was dead so You became my life
I couldn t see so You became my eyes
I was dead so You became my life
I couldn t see so You became my eyes

There s nothing like waking up
Waking up to You
There s nothing like waking up
Waking up to You

Inne utwory

  • All i need
  • I believe in you
  • The Kingdom
  • Be near me
  • The way i see you
  • Are you sure
  • Beautiful
  • Hero
  • Great big mystery
  • 26 Letters
  • A voice calling out
  • You could be the one
  • Come find me
  • Something there
  • Hallelujah
  • Let your light shine
  • Vagabond
  • Tell me
  • Why
  • Losowe utwory

    Revolution

    Come one, come all, to see the persecution of man
    The end of the world is now, so take your stand
    Don t hesitate in chance you might be too late
    The coming of the Lord will determine your fate
    The revolution has begun
    The time to give your life has come
    Christ awaits you with...

    Happy feet

    Happy feet! I ve got those hap-hap-happy feet!
    Give them a low-down beat
    And they begin dancing!
    I ve got those ten little tip-tap-tapping toes,
    When they hear a tune
    I can t control the dancing, dear,
    To save my soul!

    Those weary blues can t get into my shoes,...

    12 Days of the blues

    On the first day of the blues
    My baby took all my keys
    On day number two I had to sleep outside
    Till I woke up on day number three
    On the fourth day that I had the blues
    My baby took me in...

    2 In the model home series

    My automated spouse has a bug in her blouse
    Invading my private space
    And secretly she sees...
    My cyber-son has found my gun
    My favorite son has found my gun
    ...And now the fun begins...
    ...

    The world is changing

    [Singer] oohhhh
    [Voice] Tell em where you come in, tell that fake nigga where you come in
    [Singer] oohhhh
    [Voice] Yall bitch niggaz is jealous, I see a whole bunch of suckers

    [Verse One]
    Won t you niggaz, take a look at a...