May you always be filled with the fruit of your salvation – those good things that are produced in your life by Jesus Christ - for this will bring much glory and praise to God. - Phil. 1:11
I sit around Waiting for the world To come and let me down And when I've come undone You meet me where I am But I cannot pretend That everything makes sense Chorus Help me get my feet back off the ground All this thinking is killing me Or am I just afraid to be Help me to come back around Either way now I'm not looking down Underneath Your sunny sky I fly and I am floored by You, by You Every breath you breathe Has got me feeling free I'm free indeed Now everything makes sense Chorus Either way, I'm not looking down