Centuries

You will turn Your ear to me You will hear my cry for mercy You will loosen things unseen What can man do to me? You will be my help in trouble You will be my place of refuge You will cut these bindings free What can man do to me? You will turn Your ear to me You will hear my cry for mercy You will loosen things unseen What can man do to me? You will be my help in trouble You will be my place of refuge You will cut these bindings free What can man do to me? I'll sing for joy in Your place of rest I'll sleep in peace resting on Your chest And Your voice will sound like ten thousand waters You song will rush for ten thousand centuries You will turn Your ear to me You will hear my cry for mercy You will loosen things unseen What can man do to me? You will be my help in trouble You will be my place of refuge You will cut these bindings free What can man do to me? I'll sing for joy in Your place of rest I'll sleep in peace resting on Your chest And Your voice will sound like ten thousand waters You song will rush for ten thousand centuries Oh you sing so sweetly I'll sing for joy in Your place of rest I'll sleep in peace resting on Your chest And Your voice will sound like ten thousand waters You song will rush for ten thousand centuries