Calling Heaven 歌词
| 歌曲 | Calling Heaven |
| 歌手 | Michael W. Smith |
| 专辑 | I'll Lead You Home |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| Words & music：michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick | |
| Chorus： | |
| Calling heaven | |
| Seeking mercy | |
| Tell me there's a place for these | |
| What of the children who have never felt a love | |
| Tender as the morning | |
| Nursing the bruises | |
| And the scars that never seem to go away | |
| What of the babies who have never left the womb | |
| Breathing in the lifeline | |
| Angels in waiting | |
| Gone before they could be given wings to fly | |
| Chorus | |
| What of the noble who are searching for the truth | |
| With truest of intentions | |
| And yet they're jaded by | |
| Hypocrisies behind cathedral walls | |
| What of the humble and the meek that knew despair | |
| And never got their moment | |
| But sacrificed a life of comfort | |
| So that others knew no pain | |
| Chorus | |
| What of the ones who call you lord | |
| But play the field | |
| With faithless indecision | |
| Forgive us father for we truly | |
| Do not know what we have done | |
| Chorus |
| Words music: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick | |
| Chorus: | |
| Calling heaven | |
| Seeking mercy | |
| Tell me there' s a place for these | |
| What of the children who have never felt a love | |
| Tender as the morning | |
| Nursing the bruises | |
| And the scars that never seem to go away | |
| What of the babies who have never left the womb | |
| Breathing in the lifeline | |
| Angels in waiting | |
| Gone before they could be given wings to fly | |
| Chorus | |
| What of the noble who are searching for the truth | |
| With truest of intentions | |
| And yet they' re jaded by | |
| Hypocrisies behind cathedral walls | |
| What of the humble and the meek that knew despair | |
| And never got their moment | |
| But sacrificed a life of comfort | |
| So that others knew no pain | |
| Chorus | |
| What of the ones who call you lord | |
| But play the field | |
| With faithless indecision | |
| Forgive us father for we truly | |
| Do not know what we have done | |
| Chorus |
| Words music: michael w. smith and wayne kirkpatrick | |
| Chorus: | |
| Calling heaven | |
| Seeking mercy | |
| Tell me there' s a place for these | |
| What of the children who have never felt a love | |
| Tender as the morning | |
| Nursing the bruises | |
| And the scars that never seem to go away | |
| What of the babies who have never left the womb | |
| Breathing in the lifeline | |
| Angels in waiting | |
| Gone before they could be given wings to fly | |
| Chorus | |
| What of the noble who are searching for the truth | |
| With truest of intentions | |
| And yet they' re jaded by | |
| Hypocrisies behind cathedral walls | |
| What of the humble and the meek that knew despair | |
| And never got their moment | |
| But sacrificed a life of comfort | |
| So that others knew no pain | |
| Chorus | |
| What of the ones who call you lord | |
| But play the field | |
| With faithless indecision | |
| Forgive us father for we truly | |
| Do not know what we have done | |
| Chorus |
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