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Teksty: Disciple. What Was I Thinking. Felt.

My soul finds rest in God alone
He is my rock, my salvation, my fortress,
I'll never be shaken my hope comes from Him

You are my God my soul thirsts for You in a land where there's no water
Your love's better than my life and I will praise You as long as I live

Chorus
It's not who I am but who lives inside of me
That gives me power to stand and the faith to believe
That I can walk in the fire and lay my back on the nails
Hang myself on my cross and feel what He felt

I FEEL


In Your name I lift my hands with singing lips my mouth will praise you
On my bed I remember You
I think of You all night
My soul clings to You, You're my help Your right hand upholds me
They who seek my life will be destroyed,
become food for dogs while I rejoice in God