(David Ruis) There is no other friend There is no other friend, Like You oh Lord No other brother, no other sister like You
There is no other love There is no other love, Like You oh Lord No other sweeter, no other fountain but You
How long until I'm satisfied? I must have more of You. I was born in Zion awakened love is crying out for You, It must be You If I am healed by just one touch of Your garment Lord Then how much more of Your love is for me, than I'm tasting Lord?
Draw me, take me, and I will run, over the mountains And down into the valley I will run with You.