The Church (Bethel)
Lord hear our cry, Your will be done This is our cry, Your Kingdom come.
Lord hear our cry, Your will be done This is our cry, Your Kingdom come.
There is a difference Inside of me More than a feeling This is a prophecy
All who are weary and crushed by the weight Can come to the Lifter and trade
I once was lost in darkest night Yet thought I knew the way The sin that
My worth is not in what I own Not in the strength of flesh and bone
You say I am loved, when I can’t feel a thing You say I am strong,
I know who I am I am Yours and You are mine Jesus You are mine
I’m no longer a slave to fear
I am a child of God You surround