2 acessos
You get all the credit
And You get all the praise
Got us out of messes
And pulled us out of graves
We know You're among us
In hearts that form a nation
You don't separate yourself
Or hide-behind some distant constellation
Always coming back to You
Source of every being
Living omnipresent
So there's no sense in fleeing
Or need to plead Your spirit
When bent to tie a sandal
You're a tenant in the earth
We've more access to You than we can handle
Vertical in posture
But kneeling in our hearts
Found You down here with us
Destroying the ramparts
You wash feet with kisses
We worry to demean
You look up and say to us
"This is the only way you can get clean"