اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Lord we've had a dream of composing a song
That may fly through the air and
Come to rest
Like a tongue of fire that came to
Seek You
We want to be the land where the
Lord sows the wheat
The fountain of live water where
The rivers are born
Come embrace us with this praise
Like the lillies that live in the field
Oh fire that comes from Heaven
Come burn inside of me
Like the burning bush in the desert
That burns eternally
Everything is made new we return to
the beginning
Lambs are consecrated
To become your sacrifice
Like the child asks for bread
Our humble prayer
My Lord pour down on this praise
The anointing of the Holy Spirit
