اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Here He comes
Riding on a white horse
To pull me out from the midst of my enemy
My faithful one
Here He comes
To vanquish His enemies
Fighting with a fierce love
A love stronger than death
My true one
Soft in the stillness of night
Gentle and quiet
His voice assured me again
Child I’m not finished yet
Let your heart rest
I won’t let you slip through my fingers
He holds me
Oh He holds me so closely
I am His
And by His grace He is mine
No power can loosen His grip on me
I’m so tightly held by His mighty love
If I say my foot is slipping
Your mercy Oh Lord holds me up
In the multitude of my thoughts
Your comforts delight my soul
Oh here He comes
