Song Of Faith Haste The Day

Letting go of your hand I walk alone again On this path, in this pain My flesh burned away My body broken Thought I was strong I see the perfect day I won't walk away (X2) I gave my faith to the

Resolve Haste The Day

Can you feel the tension? Have you heard the voices of the lost?

The Minor Prophets Haste The Day

Take each other's hands, look into the clouds Such a beautiful song we sing Finally finding our own way back home Such a beautiful song we sing.

Aspartame Haste

Can we get back to the time when everything was simple then? 'The truth is...' she said. 'I thought we'd won.' Each night we lay in desperation.

The Quiet, Deadly Ticking Haste The Day

The minutes turn to hours and the hours turn to days So, tell me, is this what you wanted?

faith Alphaville

woke up in the morning still i heard this song must be somewhere from my dreams, i don't know made me feel so good, sun was shining bright god, i love you that you brought this little song to give

The Death Of Stars Like The Sun Haste

The chain of events, leading up to this, has come from some unseen direction. When all that you have is what you shared, then at once you find it is gone.

Revenge Tastes Like Blood And Broken Teeth Haste

Slapped in the face with the will it takes to love someone. A confidant or a brother, betrayal comes in many forms. Say good-bye with three words and pray this won't happen again.

What Child Is This Celtic Woman

What Child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom Angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping Oh raise oh raise a song on high His mother sings a lullaby Joy oh joy

Evidence Of Wasted Ink Haste

Should we raise our voices just to break the silence with no substance? Bearing into this page with the weight of a thousand restless words.

Death Of Stars Like The Sun Haste

The chain of events, leading up to this, has come from some unseen direction. When all that you have is what you shared, then at once you find it is gone.

Last Song 큐웨스트

This the last song, faith is here so be more strong, until the soul of my heart begun, end of time and I today of my life Sunlight from the sky, it's so hard to say goodbye ever cry cause we

Rescued Haste

The smokestacks breathe like spitting out the truth. White lines disguised as fuel consumed. Under gray-blue skies we're simple machines, marks matched with greatness but tempting fate.

Stutter Haste

A victim of choice, so matter of factly said: "I'm working on the best two out of three." In half-time we move, lines blurring fact and fiction. We merely improvise.

What Child Is This? Kristin Chenoweth

Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste to bring him Lord The Babe, the Son of Mary So bring

What Child Is This Tony Bennett

This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing. Haste, haste to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary. Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding?

What Child Is This? (Album Version) Vince Gill

haste to bring Him laud The Babe the Son of Mary Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding Good Christian fear for sinners here The silent Word is pleading This this is Christ the King

What Child Is This? Josh Groban

(Chorus) This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and Angels sing; Haste, haste, to bring Him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary.

What Child Is This? All 4 One

sing haste, haste to bring him praise the babe, the son of mary he lies in such a lowly place where ox and ass are feeding the end of fear for all who hear the silent word is speaking this,

What Child Is This? All-4-One

and angels sing haste, haste to bring him praise the babe, the son of mary he lies in such a lowly place where ox and ass are feeding the end of fear for all who hear the silent word is speaking

What Child Is This Downhere

This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste, haste, to bring Him laud The Babe, the Son of Mary Why lies He in such mean estate Where ox and ass are feeding?

Force Is Always An Option Haste

Now arrange the peices, malicious thoughts are motivation. Our bonds became our anchors and the water rises still. Broadcasting guilt, exposing weakness, when we wound it's real.

Room One Thirty Four Haste

Missed every detail (just move on) but now the wait is up. I'm lying and I'm begging that it is done this time. (Could it be done this time?) "Engine" still turning, why cant we shut this off?

With All The Pride And Dignity Of A Drowning Swimmer Haste

The judge's wait... here's to you. "It's over, they're played out." Do we listen to you because you're asking the question?

Last Song (Outro) 큐 웨스트

This the last song, faith is here so be more strong, until the soul of my heart begun, end of time and I today of my life Sunlight from the sky, it's so hard to say goodbye ever cry cause we will

What Child Is This? Harry Connick Jr.

What child is this who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard And angels

Dust And Guilt Arsis

Sensations, curse me and my ways Force feed me blind on empty days Today, my faith was lost again A grave was dug to mourn its loss And in this grave I keep my friends Loneliness, impure urges And the

LAST SONG (OUTRO) Q-West

THIS IS THE LAST SONG FAITH IS HERE SO BE MORE STRONG UNTILL THE SOUL OF MY HEART BE GONE END OF TIME AND I'M TODAY OF MY LIFE Mmmm SUNLIGHT FROM THE SKY IT'S SO HARD TO SAY GOOD BYE NEVER CRY

What Child Is This 박준혁

is this Who laid to rest On Mary's lap is sleeping Whom angels greet with anthems sweet While shepherds watch are keeping So bring him incense, Gold and myrrh, Come peasant king to love him; The

What Child Is This? (Greensleeves) Sarah McLachlan

This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary!

What Child Is This? Hillsong

This, this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring Him laud the Babe The son of Mary So bring Him incense, gold and myrrh Come peasant, king to own Him The

What Child Is This Martina McBride

This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary!

Traditional: Greensleeves, 'What Child Is This' Richard Hayman Symphony Orchestra

Whom angels greet with anthems sweet while shepherd's watch are keeping This this is Christ the King whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste! haste! to bring him, Lord!

Greensleeves James Galway

Whom angels greet with anthems sweet while shepherd's watch are keeping This this is Christ the King whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste! haste! to bring him, Lord!

There Will Come A Day Faith Hill

It's not easy trying to understand How the world can be so cold, stealing the souls of man Cloudy skies rain down on all your dreams You wrestle with the fear and doubt Sometimes it's hard but you

There Will Come A Day Faith Hill

It's not easy trying to understand How the world can be so cold, stealing the souls of man Cloudy skies rain down on all your dreams You wrestle with the fear and doubt Sometimes it's hard but you

Lucky Day Faith Evans

[Chorus 2] Today...is a lucky day We can...get away Just tell the dj to play (and play) I just want to hear you play my favorite song I just to hear you play my favorite [Verse 1] Dj's got me

What Child Is This/O Come And See Vineyard Music

This this is Christ the King Whom shepherds guard and angels sing Haste haste to bring him laud The babe the son of Mary O come and see the Lord as he sleeps Come now behold our new born King Come and

IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL Kim Hill

billows roll Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say It is well, it is well with my soul It is well (it is well) With my soul (with my soul) It is well, it is well with my soul And, Lord, haste

Crab Song Faith No More

, it was there from the start.

Every Day (Oh Lord) Steve Winwood

I can feel the music deep down inside of me When I see the new day rising, h it sets me free Like a melody coming, what will it be?

Lift Every Voice and Sing Andra Day

Lift every voice and sing Till earth and heaven ring Ring with the harmonies of Liberty Let our rejoicing rise High as the list'ning skies Let it resound loud as the rolling sea Sing a song full of the

Faith Goldfinger

You come along to sing this song Restore my faith like nothing's wrong You come along to sing this song Restore my faith like nothing's wrong But I'm Singing this song I feel sick I need more than

Babylon Haste The Day

Foresee the day of the Lord The Heavens blacken above them The day will bring no light For I will shake the heavens Raise the flag on the hilltop For now we march to Babylon Say a prayer for the fallen

Chorus of Angels Haste The Day

the angels sing Along to wake up the beautiful sleeping world Their voices will rise to test the strength of man Wake up the beautiful sleeping world We will see the fire, the skies will open up The clouds

A Flowery Song Five Iron Frenzy

A Flowery Song Beautiful day, wonderful feeling, this reason to sing, psalms meaning songs singing praises all day long. Joy fills the weak, joy makes us strong.

What Child Is This? Ray Charles

This, this is Christ the King, Whom shepherds guard and angels sing: Haste, haste to bring him laud, The Babe, the Son of Mary!

The Un-Manifest Haste The Day

Right now, he awaits at the threshold Don't let him in No, don't let him in Though he is dressed like the rest of us He has the jackal's eyes The jackal's eyes Oh, the immortal is coming And with him comes

Sons Of The Fallen Nation Haste The Day

This is a celebration, of the ones who lost their chance to die Will you believe the masses, or will you overcome? We are the Sons of a Fallen Nation. We hold the keys to our demise.

Wake Up The Sun Haste The Day

They came with different names Bore the mark of the old They came with different names Bore the mark of the old We've tried to run but it's no use And all this time we've reached the point of desperation