Woorden: Amy Grant. Ageless Medley.

Are you living in an old man's rubble
Listening to the father of lies
If you are then you're headed for trouble
Listen too long, you'll eventually die

Too late for walking in the middle
Too late to try
And it's too late for sitting in the balance
No more middle line

Are you puzzled by the way that you're behaving
You wonder why you do the things you do
Are you troubled by your lack of resistance
It feels like something's got a hold on you

Are you living in an old man's rubble
Listening to the father of lies
If you are then you're headed for trouble
If you listen too long, you'll eventually die

When I'm losing my sense of direction
And I'm needing some strength and protection
Walking away with You
I go walking away with You, and when I
When I think I can't stand any longer
And I'm crying for someone that's stronger
Walking away with You
I go walking away with You, oh...

El Shaddai, El Shaddai
El-Elyon na Adonai
Age to age, You're still the same
By the power of the name

El Shaddai, El Shaddai
Erkamka na Adonai
I will praise and lift You high
El Shaddai

I'm gonna fly
No one knows where
But I'm gonna fly
I'm lighter than air

And I'm gonna fly
No one knows where
But I'm gonna fly
And soar through the air

'Cause I have felt for the first time
I can be myself
No more faces to hide behind
Just a smile
And a dream that's mine
Even if I am
The only one
Who wants to fly...

I may not be every mother's dream for her little girl
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world
But that's all right, as long as I can have one wish I pray
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say

She's got her father's eyes
Her father's eyes
Her father's eyes, ya know
Just like my father's eyes...

(Sing, sing, sing!)
(Sing, sing, sing!)
(Sing, sing, sing!)

Sing your praise to the Lord
Come on everybody
Stand up and sing one more
Hallelujah
Give your praise to the Lord
I can never tell you
Just how much good that it's
Gonna do ya
Just to sing, sing, sing...

Come on, si-ii-iing!
You know you really gotta si-ii-iing!
Come on, si-ii-iing! (Sing, sing, sing!)

I have decided
I'm gonna live like I believer
Turn my back on the deceiver
I'm gonna live what I believe
I have decided
Being good is just a fable
I just can't 'cause I'm not able
I'm gonna leave it to the Lord

Sing your praise to the Lord
Come on everybody
Stand up and sing one more
Hallelujah
Give your praise to the Lord
I can never tell you
Just how much good that it's
Gonna do ya
Just to sing, sing, sing

Come on, si-ii-iing
We've all gotta si-ii-iiiiiing!
Come on, sing, sing, sing!