God gave me a song
That the angels may not sing.
I've been washed in the blood,
By the crucified one
I've been redeemed.
The Lord has been so good to me.
He's opened doors I couldn't see,
Sometimes, when I am feeling low no one who cares nowhere to go
My father's rich he answers my prayer.
He's got the power of the world
In his hand.
God gave me a song
That the angels may not sing.
I've been washed in the blood,
By the crucified one
I've been redeemed.
The Lord has been so good to me.
He's opened doors I couldn't see,
Sometimes, when I am feeling low no one who cares nowhere to go
My father's rich he answers my prayer.
He's got the power of the world
In his hand.
Power!
Power!
Power!
Power!
Power---!
Power---!
Power---!
Power---!
My father's rich he answers my prayer.
He's got the power of the world
In his hand.
God gave me a song
That the angels may not sing.
I've been washed in the blood,
By the crucified one
I've been redeemed.
The Lord has been so good to me.
He's opened doors I couldn't see,
Sometimes, when I am feeling low no one who cares nowhere to go
My father's rich he answers my prayer.
He's got the power of the world
In his hand.
Power!
Power!
Power!
Power!
Power---!
Power---!
Power---!
Power---!
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