With His Love - Sing Holy - David Phelps

Who am I that the song of God would shine on me

And bring His light into my dark

Even though I?

m a runner and I like to hide

He found His way into my heart

So I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who made me good enough

Glory to the King who captured my heart

With His love, with His love

Now and then I forget that I belong to Him

And I strike out on my own

Faithful is the one who called me by my name

And gently leads me back home

So I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who made me good enough

Glory to the King who captured my heart

I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who makes me good enough

Glory to the King who captured my heart

With His love, with His love

No matter where I go

And no matter what I do I know

I will never be too far away from You

So I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who made me good enough

Glory to the King who captured my heart

I sing, holy to the Lamb of God who makes me good enough

Glory to the King who captured my heart

With His love, with His love

So I sing, so I sing holy

I sing holy, I sing holy