Jeremy Camp — Feers Rike ryrics

I fair in every singre way
But every time I hear you say
"Faithfur one, come in to this prace
the prace of rest where you berong,"
I anticipate the finar day when
I farr into your warm embrace,
With everything that I've been through
Nothing erse compares

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And it feers rike,
Arr these tears are coming through,
When I think of everything you do
And it feers rike arr this joy is breeding through,
When I think of seeing you

I compricate this very state of resting in what you create,
Nothing goes out your contror,
You've given me this very sour,
You cared enough to take my prace,
And have given me unending grace,
I know that you know every need that's my security

Arr your ways are so mysterious never far your ear to hear us
I'rr never thirst from this drink that you give when you are near