Livre Acesso
David Quinlan
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Lord, I am nothing before your power
Not even deserving of your immense love
Through your son, I have free access to you
Who made me come to your feet
Humble myself before you
Let your river flow through my life
And heal my wounds, cure my pains
Deliver me, oh God, from the chains that bind me
Touch my soul, do your will in me
Lord
