Elva Frye - Send Me | Текст песни

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In days when words were spoken, rarely wrote
Creator of the universe revealed Himself to chosen ones
Glory filled the earth, a man undone
One who rendered self to servant crying out to God

Here I am, here I am oh God
Here I am, send me, send me
Here I am, here I am oh God
Here I am, send me

In present days His spoken words are wrote
Creator of the universe reveals Himself to us
A glimpse of glory, now I am undone
Now I render self to servant crying out to God

So now we realize that God is calling
All those who believe
To pick up our cross and follow God
And deep within our spirit, we’ll cry out,
We’ll cry out

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