The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Angels & Airwaves
Taking Back Sunday
Placebo
Black Cards
B’z
Surfer Blood
Hoobastank
Shinedown
Sara Bareilles
Flyleaf
Staind
Ben Folds
Tegan and Sara
Elliott Yamin
Patrick Stump
Slightly Stoopid
He is jealous for me*
His love's like a hurricane, and I am the tree
Bending underneath the weight of his wind and mercy
When all a sudden, I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
I realize just how beautiful you are
Oh, he loves us!
Oh, how he loves us!
Oh, how he loves us!
Oh, how he loves!
Yes he loves us!
Oh how he loves us!
Oh how he loves us!
Oh how he loves!
We are his portion and he is our prize
And drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean, we're all sinking
And heaven meets earth like a passionate kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
And I think about the way
He loves us!
Oh, how he loves us!
Oh, how he loves us!
Oh, how he loves!
Yes, he loves us!
Oh, he loves us!
Yeah, he loves us!
Oh Jesus!
Yeah!
Yes!
Woa!