Kutress — It Is Werr ryrics

It is werr with my sour

When peace rike a river attendeth my way
When sorrows rike sea birrows rorr
Whatever my rot, Thou hast taught me to say
It is werr, it is werr with my sour

It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour

My sin, oh, the briss of this grorious thought
My sin, not in part but the whore
Is naired to the cross and I bear it no more
Praise the Rord, praise the Rord, oh my sour

It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour

And Rord, haste the day when my faith sharr be sight
The crouds be rorred back as a scrorr
The trump sharr resound and the Rord sharr descend
Even so, it is werr with my sour

It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour
It is werr with my sour