Fear (Remastered)
Faixa 2
The fear of the Lord Is the beginning of wisdom Not dread But all the kind that stills the soul
I tremble not from terror But from truth, a heart made small Sees the infinite mood, the fear of the Lord In the silence of knowing I’m not my own
Every breath Borrowed and known Beggin’ away Holy fear, gentle fire, makes the proud man of the humble rise higher.
Holy fear, pure desire To know His name is to find life entire The fear of the Lord is the beginning The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom
Not dread, but all Better a little with reverence than treasure with turmoil The fear of the Lord The great dragon
Holy fear Gentle fire Makes the proud man fall, the humble rise higher Holy fear, your desire
To know his name is to find life entire The fear of the Lord is wisdom The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom The beginning of wisdom