Father - Amy Grant

Father, blessed father,
It?s morning again.
I give you, father, myself, father,
Continue your plan.

I know together we can climb mountains in the sky.
No one can stop us when I?m standing by your side.

Trouble?s knocking here again;
I?ll tell him jesus has me by his hand.
He?ll walk me through.

Father, loving father,
Create in me
A pure love, father, your love, father,
Instill it in me.

I remember the nights I?ve cried for you;
Now I only have to die for you;
Thank you, lord, you?ve made it clear just for me.

I see the light;
It?s burning out the night.

Oh, father,
It?s morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
Morning.

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