Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega
Fernando Ortega & Amy Grant
I waited and waited for God
He turned and He heard me
He lifted me out of the mud
His Own Hands
They cured me
The Lord is my help
I will not be confounded
So I have focused my face like a flint
I'll not be ashamed
Lord, I come
Just as I am
Without one plea
But that Your blood
Was shed for me
Just as I am
Without one plea
But that Your blood
Was shed for me
Take the days that remain in my life
Lord let me serve You
While there is breath on my lips
I would proclaim You
I long for Your return
I long to see You face to face
I long to join the eternal song
Communion of all the saints
Lord, I come
Just as I am
Without one plea
But that Your blood
Was shed for me
Just as I am
Without one plea
But that Your blood
Was shed for me
Oh Oh, just as I am
Oh, Lord
Just as I am
Without one plea
But that Your blood
Was shed for me
Just as I am
Without one plea
But that Your blood
Was shed for me