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Song lyrics and download: Trust by Mercy Chinwo



Mercy Chinwo’s Biography

Trust lyrics


Verse1:
You have all that it takes to be what you desire
You can’t afford to be weak, lukewarm or quiet
He said occupy till I come, you’ve the power to do all things
Occupy till I come, as he is so you are in this world o

Chorus:
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
Lean not on your own understanding
In all your ways acknowledge Him
And He shall direct your path

Trust in the Lord with all your heart
Lean not on your own understanding
In all your ways acknowledge Him
And He shall direct your path o

Verse2:
Christ is the vine, we are the branches
He who abides in Him bears more fruit
He is the way, the truth and the life
Your maker, provider, supplier and everything

Even when things don’t make sense
In all your ways acknowledge him still
Even when things don’t make sense
In all your ways acknowledge him

Repeat Chorus:

Bridge:
Trust, in the Lord God
Trust, in the Lord God almighty …

Repeat Chorus:


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