Brise
Rhema Loseke
Breeze
Break break break the strength of me
That fights my soul
And prevents you from working in me
Break the pride in my heart
That rises among my brothers
That prevents me, oh my Jesus
From being their servant
Break the selfishness in my heart
That has risen like a wall
Filling me with the worries of the world
That prevents me from helping others
Remove the pressure of anger
That justifies myself
And prevents me, oh my Jesus
From fulfilling your justice
If you want, oh Lord Jesus
To win a soul
Through me, ah ah
Take me as a lamb
Who does not demand his rights
If I am what I am
It is only by your grace
Help me, I beg you
To always lift up your name
Keep away, oh
Lord Jesus
The attractions of this world
That take me out of the race
I find myself behind
Break break
Break the strength of me, ah ah
That fights my soul
And prevents you from working in me
Oh break break me, ah
Break break
Oh break break me, ah break
I want to go to heaven
But break me, ah break
I want to be like you, but break me, ah break
The enemy of my soul is myself, break
I want to go to heaven but break me, ah
I want to be like you, but break me, ah break
Oh yes, the self of me, but break it
The enemy of my soul is pride, break
The enemy of my soul is pride, break
Oh yes, the self of me, but break break
Yahweh, the self of me, but break it, break
I want to be like you, but break me
I want to go to heaven but break me, ah break
The power of sin is myself, break
The power of sin is myself, break break