How could it be
That a shepherd boy would be crowned king
Or kill a giant with a stone
How could it be
That your prophet would run scared and wind up riding in a fish to get back home
Cause all it takes is the faith of a little seed
And you'll move mountains in your name for all to see
So I'll sing with the angels
And I'll lift your name up high
And I'll sing hallelujah
Cause the risen king is mine
You are mine
How could it be
That you know what I have done who I can be
And you choose to love me still
How could it be
That the maker of the stars would choose to light the world and heal my broken heart
How can it be
That a carpenter would hang upon a tree
Beaten mocked and scorned for sinners just like me
47 פילים - You Are Mine Lyrics
47 פילים - You Are Mine Lyrics
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How could it be
That a shepherd boy would be crowned king
Or kill a giant with a stone
How could it be
That your prophet would run scared and wind up riding in a fish to get back home
Cause all it takes is the faith of a little seed
And you'll move mountains in your name for all to see
So I'll sing with the angels
And I'll lift your name up high
And I'll sing hallelujah
Cause the risen king is mine
You are mine
How could it be
That you know what I have done who I can be
And you choose to love me still
How could it be
That the maker of the stars would choose to light the world and heal my broken heart
How can it be
That a carpenter would hang upon a tree
Beaten mocked and scorned for sinners just like me
That a shepherd boy would be crowned king
Or kill a giant with a stone
How could it be
That your prophet would run scared and wind up riding in a fish to get back home
Cause all it takes is the faith of a little seed
And you'll move mountains in your name for all to see
So I'll sing with the angels
And I'll lift your name up high
And I'll sing hallelujah
Cause the risen king is mine
You are mine
How could it be
That you know what I have done who I can be
And you choose to love me still
How could it be
That the maker of the stars would choose to light the world and heal my broken heart
How can it be
That a carpenter would hang upon a tree
Beaten mocked and scorned for sinners just like me
Writer: Nicholas Brown
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