Текст песни Watson Wayne - The Long Arm Of The Lord
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Wayne Watson Psalm 139:7-12/Isaiah 50:2A million dark alleys you can hide inDig a tunnel to the center of the earthConvinced you`ve got nobody to confide inGot you questioning the sum of what you`re worthPeople label you the black sheep of the familyCome collect upon your prodigal rewardChorus`Cause you can never outrunOr go beyond the reachesOf the long arm of the LordI`ve been ashamed--I`ve been humbled and forgivenI`ve been chastened by my Father`s loving handBut still, at times, I go on with my evilIt seems to constitute the nature of a manBut forgiveness is as close as my confessionAnd my sin amputated by His swordChorusIf He gave to me all that I deserveThis could be my final breathBut with compassion in His eyesHe`s drawing me homeInto His arms--Into His tender arms of restThere are pagans at the corners of creationMaking light of the salvation that we knowAnd with a small, narrow mind I give them overTo the passion of the Godless seed they sowBut, in truth, we have just as much potentialTo be Godly and perfected by the WordRepeat ChorusMy capacity for creative sin is never extended part God`scapacity for restoration.