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Song lyrics and download: Made well by Toluwanimee




Made well lyrics:


Verse1:
Adonai, you the God who changes things
Adonai, you are the God who makes it well
Adonai, you are a God who never fails
So I trust in you my Adonai

You made it well
You made it well
Everything is well, you are Adonai
You made it well
You made it well
You are Adonai and everything is well
You are Adonai and everything is well

Ehhhhhhh …
Oh huuuu …

Adonai, you are the God who conquered death
Adonai, you are the God who makes it well
Adonai, you are the God that gave me victory
And so I trust in you my Adonai

You made it well
You made it well
Everything is well, you are Adonai
You made it well
You made it well
You are Adonai and everything is well
You are Adonai and everything is well
You are Adonai and everything is well

You move the mountains
And you break the strong holds
Jesus, Jesus, the son of God

You made it well
You made it well
Everything is well, you are Adonai
You made it well
You made it well
You are Adonai and everything is well
You are Adonai and everything is well

You are Adonai and everything is well
You are Adonai and everything is well
You are Adonai and everything is well
You … and everything is well

Outro:
Youhhhh …
I see everything becoming well …

It is a worship song of great assurance of who God is and what He can do as well as the confidence that because He is on the throne, everything is well.

Instrumentals:
The strings, the piano, drums, bass guitar, lead guitar and other sound effects created an atmosphere of worship. The vocals were passionate and assuring.


Click the link to download: Made well mp3 

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