Текст песни Татьяна Прохор - Крик души

How you want to keep warm in Your hands
From the hustle and bustle of the earth.
Touch the holy garment with faith
And be strengthened by Your strength.

Your love knows no bounds
There is no love anywhere on earth
All like grains of sand we are in Your right hand
But everyone is dear and saved in Your blood.

Chorus:
I need you so much my Lord
Oh heal my sick soul
Give me your heart to breathe in your love
And help bear the burden of the earth ..

I need you so much my Lord
Let Your presence be enjoyed!
Give me your holy love a sip
So that I can dissolve in you!
I could dissolve ...

2. In prayer, we are sometimes not verbose,
Only gives our eyes a wet eye
The silent cry of the soul You hear, God
Thy love protects us.

We hide our weakness and resentment
Pursing our lips we rush into battle with sin
But we understand that we are powerless
In you is victory and salvation alone.

Chorus...

I need you so much my Lord
Give me your holy love a sip
Hear the silent cry of my sick soul
A touch of hot heal!
I need you so much, my Lord ...