It's New Music Monday here at KJIL! New this week, it's Josh Baldwin with "Made For More!"
Lyrics
I know who I am 'cause I know who You are The cross of salvation was only the start Now I am chosen, free and forgiven I have a future and it's worth the living
'Cause I wasn't made to be tending a grave I was called by name Born and raised back to life again I was made for more So why would I make a bed in my shame When a fountain of grace is running my way I know I am Yours And I was made for more
I know who I am 'cause I know who You are The cross of salvation was only the start Now I am chosen, free and forgiven I have a future and it's worth the living
'Cause I wasn't made to be tending a grave I was called by name Born and raised back to life again I was made for more So why would I make a bed in my shame When a fountain of grace is running my way I know I am Yours And I was made for more
Oh hallelujah You called out my name So I'll sing out Your praise Hallelujah You buried my past And I'm not going back
Hallelujah You called out my name So I'll sing out Your praise Hallelujah You buried my past I'm not going back
'Cause I wasn't made to be tending a grave I was called by name Born and raised back to life again I was made for more So why would I make a bed in my shame When a fountain of grace is running my way I know I am Yours And I was made for more Come on, sing it out (hey)
I wasn't made to be tending a grave I was called by name Born and raised back to life again I was made for more So why would I make a bed in my shame When a fountain of grace is running my way I know I am Yours And I was made for more Come on, hallelujah
Oh hallelujah You called out my name So I'll sing out Your praise And hallelujah You buried my past I'm not going back
Hallelujah You called out my name (and I'll sing out Your praise) Singing hallelujah You buried my past And I'm not going back
'Cause I wasn't made to be tending a grave I was called by name Born and raised back to life again I was made for more Come on, sing it over yourself Oh so why (would I make) A bed in my shame When a fountain of grace is running my way I know I am Yours And I was made for more Yeah
