Thank you, Amen

Adonai Adonai
Creator of the Earth
How dare I spend my time, asking where you are
This place is getting worse, my flesh was getting weak
Good news, I met your son

Yeshua Yeshua
Administer of grace
My hands are getting tired from shaping up this clay
There's nothing I could earn, but you still made a way
You say child, your debt is paid

I want to know you
Better than my fears
I want to see you
Like I did back then
I want to love you
The best that I can
Show me your glory
Thank you, Amen



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Writer(s): Zachary Williamson
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