Текст и слова песни Shane Barnard – Holy
heaven forbid familiarity
would keep me from Your magesty, reality
oh Lord of Your proximity
to me You're beckoning, oh Lord, for me to be
holy, holy
holy as You are
holy, holy, holy, holy
I need your mercy
I need your grace
I need your mercy, mercy, mercy
would keep me from Your magesty, reality
oh Lord of Your proximity
to me You're beckoning, oh Lord, for me to be
holy, holy
holy as You are
holy, holy, holy, holy
I need your mercy
I need your grace
I need your mercy, mercy, mercy
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