CeCe Winans - Something's Happening! Lyrics
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Something's Happening!
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What Are The Lyrics For Something's Happening! By CeCe Winans?
All things have led us to this day
Creation has prepared a way Her wait is done The chosen one Our king has come via the son A roaring lion from the wild Within a lamb tender and mild He has arrive He will revive Let all who slumber come alive Something's happening Something in the air is happening Something everywhere is happening New life is happening Something's happening Something glorious is happening Something more for us is happening New life is happening The answer to the sinner's prayer Was sent to earth with love and care Let every home receive shalom Eternal Wonder, take your throne Something's happening Something in the air is happening Something everywhere is happening New life is happening Something's happening Something glorious is happening Something more for us is happening New life is happening This is monumental space in time Don't let it slip away or pass you by Harden not your hearts If heaven and nature see his glory People can't we see Something's happening Something in the air is happening Something everywhere is happening New life is happening Something's happening Something glorious is happening Something more for us is happening New life is happening I believe I believe I believe New life is happening |
Who Wrote Something's Happening! By CeCe Winans?
Alvin Iii Love
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What's The Duration Of The Something's Happening! By CeCe Winans?The duration of Something's Happening! is 4:53 minutes and seconds. |
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