I’m trading my sorrows
I’m trading my shame
I’m laying them down
For the joy of the Lord
I’m trading my sickness
I’m trading my pain
I’m laying them down
For the joy of the Lord
Yes, Lord
I’m pressed but not crushed
Persecuted not abandoned
Struck down but not destroyed
I am blessed beyond the curse
For his promise will endure
That his joy is going
To be my strength
Though my sorrows may last for the night
His joy comes with the morning
Hate, hate building up for hours That's their side, this one's ours Blood and fists…
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Hiç kimse sen değil yar Tadıdır acının sonbahar Hiçbir aşk böyle değil yar Bırakmıyor hatıralar…
Drawing back the curtains Sluggish city daylight in the afternoon Here's that special silence Just…
Çaresizim içime akar tüm gözyaşlarım Kıyılara vurmuşum Boşluğa savrulmuşum Kendime el olmuşum Dokunmayın ağlarım.. Ben…
Without the mustard You got no flavor Is that the kind of sandwich You would…