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AMY GRANT >> Merchandise Links
AMY GRANT
Father, blessed Father, It's morning again. I give you, Father, myself, Father, Continue Your plan. I know together we can climb mountains in the sky. No one can stop us when I'm standing by your side. Trouble's knocking here again; I'll tell him Jesus has me by His hand. He'll walk me through. Father, loving Father, Create in me A pure love, Father, your love, Father, Instill it in me. I remember the nights I've cried for you; Now I only have to die for you; Thank you, Lord, you've made it clear just for me. I see the light; It's burning out the night. Oh, Father, It's morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning.
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