Everything You Have It's Yours---
EVERYTHING YOU HAVE IT'S YOURS---
Bring me closer, bring me closer
Lord
Bring me closer, bring me closer
God
Everything, O everything you have Lord
God, it's yours
Everything you have it's yours
the air I breathe
the flowers and trees
Everything created Lord is yours;
And things you have are yours, all yours;
The rich, yes even the poor;
And trees won't grow without you no..
Your the firm foundation Oh....
From the air we breathe
to beneath the seas, it's yours, it's yours;
Silver clouds and purple rains
Everything you have you hail;
From the tallest tree;
to the deepest seas
All animals, birds, fishes squirrels;
Everything is free (all yours)
Everything, O everything you have Lord
God, it's yours
Everything you have it's yours
the air I breathe
the flowers and trees
Everything created Lord is yours;
God, it's yours
Everything you have it's yours
the air I breathe
the flowers and trees
Everything created Lord is yours;
3/7/07
Written by James Edward Lee Sr. 2007, 2019©
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2019
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