Darlene Zschech - In Your Hands Lyrics
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In Your Hands
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What Are The Lyrics For In Your Hands By Darlene Zschech?
My Father, I adore You more
Than anything my heart could wish for I just want You and Jesus, my beloved Savior Everything I am, I owe to You, I owe it all to You And angels come and adore You And we, Your children worship You You are my world, You are my God And I lay down my life for You You are my Lord the One I love No one could ever take Your place And everything I have, I give to You My Lord, the One I live for, I live for You And all my days are gifts from You I pray I'd use them as You want me to Use them for You And angels come and adore You And we Your children worship You You are my world, You are my God And I lay down my life for You You are my Lord, the One I love No one could ever take Your place You are my world, You are my God And I lay down my life for You You are my Lord, the One I love No one could ever take Your place And angels come and adore You And we Your children worship You You are my world, You are my God And I lay down my life for You You are my Lord, the One I love No one could ever take Your place You are my world, You are my God And I lay down my life for You You are my Lord, the One I love No one could ever take Your place You are my world, You are my God And I lay down my life for You You are my Lord, the One I love No one could ever take Your place |
Who Wrote In Your Hands By Darlene Zschech?
Reuben Morgan
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What's The Duration Of The In Your Hands By Darlene Zschech?The duration of In Your Hands is 6:14 minutes and seconds. |
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