(t. Mccloud)
I've this sinking feeling I'm before Your throne
And these songs I have been singing well they're empty in my throat
As this plate comes by I realize I'm close to the fire but I'm still cold
And what once was juice and crackers now becomes my only hope
{ this cup is not enough I must be washed in Your sweet blood
And stale bread it just won't do tonight
Oh and in my unworthy state I kneel before Your loving grace
And wish that I could see Your face in mine}
I am reeling, realization I'm before Your throne
And deserving condemnation You make mine your own
Could this be my true communion You and I here face to face
If I'm dreaming let me dream, oh let me never ever wake
{chorus}
Communion (luke 22: 15-30) (t. Mccloud) I've this sinking feeling I'm before Your throne And these songs I have been singing well they're empty in my throat As this plate comes by I realize I'm close to the fire but I'm still cold And what once was juice and crackers now becomes my only hope { this cup is not enough I must be washed in Your sweet blood And stale bread it just won't do tonight Oh and in my unworthy state I kneel before Your loving grace And wish that I could see Your face in mine} I am reeling, realization I'm before Your throne And deserving condemnation You make mine your own Could this be my true communion You and I here face to face If I'm dreaming let me dream, oh let me never ever wake {chorus} Explain Request ×
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