Words dance in my mine

To rejoice in his name

Filled in the spirit

Baptizes in fire

To seek his glory

Words flow to my heart

To fill the soul

In power of his name

Word dance in my mine

Bring life

To newness of his name

Fine the light of Christ

Born into the spirit

Free from the darkness of sin

Words that dance

and weave to the glory of god

To renewing of are mine

As scripture come alive

Filled in the spirit of god

To rejoice in to the word of god

That sees the light of Christ

Upon hill

From the middle cross

And words dance in my mine I am for given

He has set captive free

Words dance in my mine

To rejoice in his name

Filled in the spirit

Baptizes in fire

To seek his glory

Words flow to heart

To fill the soul

In power of his name

Word dance in my mine

Bring life

To newness of his name

Fine the light of Christ

Born into the spirit

Free from the darkness of sin

Words that dance

To weave to the glory of god

To renewing of are mine

As scripture come alive

Filled in the spirit of god

To rejoice in to the word of god

That sees the light of Christ

Upon hill

From the middle cross

And words dance in my mine I am for given

He has set captive free

Break me lord

Pour your spirit a upon me

Let your words come

As rain to my soul

Let you’re your eyes, be a upon me

As vision

Of your eyes

To see your word come alive

And let the wind carry me

As the spirit fills me

Lord break me

To let the light shine

In darkness

To path of your door

That opens to glory of your name

To sanctuetuary of praise and worship

Pour your spirit a upon me

As oil to a fire

To let flame soar

To heart of man

Lord break me

To hear your voice

Calling me

For cry of god

In Christ Jesus

To living word

Pour your spirit on all flesh -- a man

I heard

A story

That lives in my heart today

A story

That reaches very heart of my soul

Like river that never ends

See living water pour

From the well of my soul

Story that never ending

Of grace

That flow from a cross

Of his blood

Of sacrifice of

His death

Cry out forgiveness

A story place in hands of king and leaders

A story found in the poor

A story that

Will confound the wise

A story I have heard

From child

That race in my mine

That floods me with truth

That opens my eyes

To see his glory that can not be race from my mine

Like wind we cannot see

We know it there

And like the story

We know he lives

You my laugh at it our demise it

Our think a joke

But it will never die a story place

In your hands

I close my eyes

To see the living word in side

Born of the spirit

Fill my cup

As word come alive

Bring the new ness of life

As he walk beside me

The voice I do hear

Word by word he changing me

As I close my eyes

Color flow

To his door

As the warmth of his light get so bright

Filled in his spirit

Sanctified in his love

And born of his spirit

All things become new

As I close my eyes

He draw be so near

As my cup fill

His word comes alive