Shadowville Productions - Surrounded lyrics

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Shadowville Productions - Surrounded lyrics

Why should I fear tell me why should I frown You won't allow them to bring me down I'm so secure when Your love surround me, surround me Though I feel like I will drown, turbulence is all around I'm so secure when Your love surround me Yeah, yeah I love it when You love love all around me Where can I go from Your Spirit where can I flee From your presence, If I fly into heavens Or dig deep into the earth If I rise up like the dawn and settle on a Different shore Even there you would Surround me with omnipresent amour, Uh That's what the Psalm say But is it really true? Cause I can feel the pain But I ain't feelin' You And I can see these wounds But You invisible Are You even listening? I'm pouring out my very soul I open up the Word lookin' for relief I see a buncha' godly folk who suffer more Than me, rejected and betrayed, enslaved and Diseased, imprisoned, decapitated They still believed And though the Father Loved the Son, He Suffered more than anyone Cause love does not keep you from pain But it will help you overcome Even if they k** my flesh I need not Be afraid ‘cause Your love will resurrect Me up into my glory days Can I be honest with the Lord Right now I'm sick and tired of these pills I hate being ill, the pain that I feel My faith is rocking and it's hard to be still Spirit of God, got me reading the Book of Job Psalms like medicine good for the soul Use to be on the high now I'm on the low Trouble all around me, hold me now cause I am about blow You said You love me and You give life abundantly So when the storm come, just stand stand and hold faith Don't look to the left to the right, it's me alone You looking for Son you have to go through the fire if you wanna grow Me celebrate because you greater You count my tears with your calculator, uh So blessed be the name of the Lord, the one who looks for the lowly and gives hope to the poor [Bridge] No matter what we win the race A Jesus Him, open the gate He tell me that He is never late So excuse me while I cut my cake

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