Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall & Marty McCall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
Pam Mark Hall
I have nothing to say worth hearing
When I close Your book, I'm not learning
All of my thoughts lead me to futility
And I have nothing to give worth getting
When I turn from You, I'm not living
I'm only wasting the air than I'm breathing
Oh, when I fail to feed my hunger
By feasting my heart on Your Word
My hope quickly crumbles away
I cannot taste Your loving grace, ooh...
I have nothing to say worth hearing
When I close Your book, I'm not learning
All of my thoughts lead me to futility
And I have nothing to give worth getting
When I turn from You, I'm not living
I'm only wasting the air than I'm breathing
Oh, needlessly I lose the battle
By throwing my armor away
Lying in my wayside trench of despair
I am amazed that You still carе, ooh...
Man does not live by bread alonе
But by every word that flows
From out of God
Man does not live by bread alone
But by every word that flows
From out of God, oh...
Your Book was written by Pam Mark Hall.
Your Book was produced by Fletch Wiley.