Luyện nghe bài hát The Long Arm Of The Lord

Wayne
139:7-12/Isaiah 50:2
A million alleys you can hide in
Dig a tunnel to the of the earth
Convinced you've got to confide in
Got you questioning the sum of you're worth
People label you the black of the family
Come collect upon your prodigal

'Cause you can never
Or go the reaches
Of the long arm of the
I've been been humbled and forgiven
I've chastened by my Father's loving hand
But still, at times, I go on my evil
It to constitute the nature of a man
But is as close as my confession
And my sin by His sword

If He gave to me all that I
could be my final breath
But with compassion in His
He's me home
Into His His tender arms of rest
There are at the corners of creation
Making light of the salvation we know
And a small, narrow mind I give them over
To the passion of the Godless seed sow
But, in truth, we have as much potential
To be and perfected by the Word
Chorus
My for creative sin is never extended part God's
for restoration.