don't want to hear. The suffering and pain... it'll bother our brain. Don't like being disturbed... or even perturbed. Oh so many hurt for wanting comfort
in You. My Jesus, My Savior, Lord, there is none like You; All of my days I want to praise the wonders of Your mighty love. My comfort, my shelter,
hear Your sweet voice whispering in my ear I play my games of fantasy I pretend I don't see reality I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me I
: My jesus, my saviour Lord, there is none like you All of my days i want to praise The wonders of your might love. My comfort, my shelter Tower of refuge
: My Jesus, My Savior Lord there is none like You All of my days I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love My Comfort, My Shelter Tower of refuge
I pretend that I'm not in reality I need the shelter Of your arms to comfort me No other sound Is quite the same as your name No touch can do quite
A pebble in the sand A face without a name Nobody gives a hang For what I say or do But you And in the shelter of your arms I find peace and comfort
name sake Yea though I walk to the valley of the shadow death I will fear no evil for Thou art with me Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me Thou prepareth
: My Jesus, my Savior Lord, there is none like You All of my days I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love My Comfort, my Shelter Tower of refuge
the game, a fantasy I pretend I'm not in reality I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me No other sound is quite the same as your name No touch
will never claim you Hear the distant thunder calling out your name Crashing like the waves on New Dream Islands And you search for comfort in a land
My Jesus, my Savior Lord, there is none like You All of my days I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love My Comfort, my Shelter Tower of refuge
have in You My Jesus, my Savior Lord, there is none like You All of my days, I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love My comfort, my shelter
My Jesus, my Savior Lord, there is none like You All of my days, I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love My comfort, my shelter Tower of refuge
there is none like You All of my days I want to praise The wonders of Your mighty love You're my comfort (My comfort) And my shelter (My shelter) You
make the flowers grow. Marius But you will live, 'Ponine - dear God above... If I could heal your wounds with words of love... Eponine Just hold me now, and let it be. Shelter me, comfort
will make the flowers grow. MARIUS But you will live, 'Ponine - dear God above, If I could heal your wounds with words of love. EPONINE Just hold me now, and let it be. Shelter me, comfort
the game, a fantasy, I pretend I'm not in reality I need the shelter of your arms to comfort me No other sound is quite the same as your name No touch
