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Jonathan David Helser & Melissa Helser
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In the Middle
In the middle of the storm, You are the peace In the middle of the desert, You are my stream In the middle of my mess, You wash my feet In the middle of it all, here You are Oh Lord, You'll never leave, You'll never leave You'll never leave, I am not alone You'll never leave, You'll never leave You'll never leave, I am not alone
In the middle of my brokeness, You are my strength In the middle my nothing, You are everything In the middle of cry, You answered me In the middle of it all, here You are Oh Lord, You'll never leave, You'll never leave You'll never leave, I am not alone You'll never leave, You'lle never leave You'll never leave, I am not alone You'll never leave, You'll never leave You'll never leave, You'll never leave Oh my King, You'll never leave, You'll never leave You'll never leave, I am not alone
In the middle of my storm, You are my peace In the middle of my desert, You are that stream In the middle of my mess, You come down and wash my feet In the middle of it all, here, You are In the middle of it, here You are In the middle of it, here You are Oh God, You never leave, You never leave, You never leave, In the middle of my soul 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 You are here with me you never leave Walking beside me, walking right beside me, Right in the middle, right in the middle Oh my King, never, You never leave
Closer than the air that I breathe Oh God You're invading my space Closer than the skin or my broken frame You know every word on my lips even before I speak Every day of my life, God, is written, written on Your book You know me, inside and out You created me on my mother's womb You never even thought about leaving me Even in my sin, even in my darkness And all my mess, You, You, You loved me
You came down from heaven, perfect one Walked right into my sin And with the towel and a basin You washed the feet, washed the feet, the filthy feet Only God, Who's ever heard such a thing 'Bout a King would wash his serent's feet About a King would wash his servent King Oh, What a love, that the God of all would come down From Heaven above, washed the feet of the one He loved He never leave, He never leave
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