its winter. finals are coming. papers are stacking up. work is piling higher. stress is growing. in moments like these i sing out a song I sing out a love song to Jesus In moments like these I lift up my hands I lift up my hands to the Lord
Singing, I love You, Lord
Singing, I love You, Lord
Singing, I love You, Lord
I love You
(bring me back to you Jesus, because i haven't been getting anywhere on my own)
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