He Saves Us
Here I never knew
Always saw but never came true
A dream of restless wind
And of dying seasons
I spot a drift near the horizon
I’m running nearer
I’m always falling
I flip that switch
My head gets hit
I’m unconscious
I wake up to you
You were there when I fell
You took me from my hell
With you I flew to heaven
Jesus only knows why I’m let in
He drew me away from my sin
He took me torn
He took me after the fall
He sent me up all the way to Zion
The Lion always sees
The King of the jungle is roaring
Always on the hunt for souls
Saving where your standing
His grace is without match
He brings the troubled out the cold
He warms them with his love
He take us in and he clothes us
Jesus frees us from our sin
His cross to bear the burden
His wounds and his scars
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