lost and then found
Dont be descuraged
We all fall from grace
Lift your head up
And ask for his salvation
We need a helping hand
For Jesus make our stand
Fly away with me to heavens pearly gates
And washed in blood i stand a new man
Battle on it's our mission
Not of war but to spread
The words from our Father
And Son that has blead
Counting forward
Always dreaming
And remember
We are the sons of his grace
Washed in the the blood cast into trials
And we still march along
Praise Jesus and Jahovah
Read there words and turn to him
Jesus hold us in your forgiveness
And your wil be done in toughs hills just the same
We all fall from grace
Lift your head up
And ask for his salvation
We need a helping hand
For Jesus make our stand
Fly away with me to heavens pearly gates
And washed in blood i stand a new man
Battle on it's our mission
Not of war but to spread
The words from our Father
And Son that has blead
Counting forward
Always dreaming
And remember
We are the sons of his grace
Washed in the the blood cast into trials
And we still march along
Praise Jesus and Jahovah
Read there words and turn to him
Jesus hold us in your forgiveness
And your wil be done in toughs hills just the same
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