by Guest » Fri Mar 11, 2011 7:11 am
though some may sing to pass the weary night along;
though some may sing to entertain a wordly throng;
I sing because I worship God in song;
its in my heart,it's in my heart
you ask me how I know His blood can cleanse alone;
you ask me why I know He sits upon the throne,
and why I know He chose me for His own;
its in my heart,its in my heart.
Its in my heart this melody of love devine,
its in my heart that I'm His and yes He's mine,
its in my heart,and I can't help but sing and shine,
its in my heart,its in my heart.....
you ask me how I find the time to read and pray,
you ask me how I smile when things are far from okay,
and how I sing His praises come what may,
its in my heart,its in my heart.
I may not know the skilful use of tongue and pen,to
prove my Lords retrn to unbelieving men.But this I
know He's coming back again;
its in my heart,its in my heart
though some may sing to pass the weary night along;
though some may sing to entertain a wordly throng;
I sing because I worship God in song;
its in my heart,it's in my heart
you ask me how I know His blood can cleanse alone;
you ask me why I know He sits upon the throne,
and why I know He chose me for His own;
its in my heart,its in my heart.
Its in my heart this melody of love devine,
its in my heart that I'm His and yes He's mine,
its in my heart,and I can't help but sing and shine,
its in my heart,its in my heart.....
you ask me how I find the time to read and pray,
you ask me how I smile when things are far from okay,
and how I sing His praises come what may,
its in my heart,its in my heart.
I may not know the skilful use of tongue and pen,to
prove my Lords retrn to unbelieving men.But this I
know He's coming back again;
its in my heart,its in my heart