Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Newsboys. Praises.

Tears have fallen water beads
Wipe the floor with my regrets
In the crevice tiny seeds
Spring to life from pardoned debts
And all I have, all I have is

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will sing my praises
Sing forever

In the quiet I lament
Every nail, my sin did buy
And I wonder why you spent
Lavish blood on such as I
When all I have, all I have is

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will sing my praises
Sing forever

Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
To sing aloud, sing aloud
Oh, to the glory of my God and King
To sing aloud, sing aloud

Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing
To sing aloud, sing aloud
Oh, to the glory of my God and King
To sing aloud, sing aloud

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will ever sing my, ever sing my

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will ever sing these

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will ever sing these

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will ever sing these

Praises on my tongue
From my heart
For our God who became flesh
For us all
Unto You
I will ever sing my, ever sing my
This is the truth of God and man and life