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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLying In The Hands Of God
Baby I'll be your soldierGladly I'll do your biddingFor just a taste of what you're holdingFor just a taste you could own meSave your sermons for someone that's afraid to loveI'll be right here lying in the hands of godHere it comes dive right into meNow the floor is the ceilingIf you never flew why would you?Cut the wings off a butterflySave your sermons for someone that's afraid to loveIf you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sureI'll be right here lying in the hands of godIf you feel angels in your hairTeardrops of joy run down your faceYou will riseFill me up now drain meSkin begins to grow back slowlyFaster until I'm chokingI really should call my motherSave your sermons for someone that's afraid to loveIf you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sureI'll be right here lying in the hands of godIf you feel angels in your hairI am in love with nothing elseTeardrops of joy run off my faceI will rise for someone that's afraid to loveIf you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sureI'll be right here lying in the hands of godNow the floor is the ceilingIf you never flew why would you
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