I was born of flesh, and my life took a course,

away from the first command.

But I read the book the most holiest word,

the truth and his helping hand.



I went to churge to light up my call.

On my knees with my head below.

The preacher gave me the wather from god,

his son and the holy gost .



Slide through this life,

through the depths of your island.

Make a stand,

throw a call from your island.



Color the world with your hands in the fire.

Color trust and peace.

Thank our God that in Jesus you’ll find,

all of your believe.



Well the word took place in my heart, on my face.

I smile and I follow through.

Coz the word from God is my trial of faith,

my trust and my point of vieuw.



The night turns to day and the day into night.

Barrels with wather in wine.

The shadows of life into mountains of light.

His word and our faith combined.



Slide through this life,

through the depths of your island.

Make a stand,

throw a call from your island.



Color the world with your hands in the fire.

Color trust and peace.

Thank our God that in Jesus you’ll find,

all of your believe.



I went to churge to light up my call.

On my knees with my head below.

The preacher gave me the wather from god,

his son and the holy gost .



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