One bright morning, I was standing
By the corner, near the church
When I desperately thought
Of the sanctuary’s worth
I was humbled by the goodness
And the silence of the word
So I got down on my knees
And this is what I said
Flesh and blood is all I am
Made of dust and born of the mud –
Be my champion
‘Cause in the street I cry
Be my heart, be my friend, be my healer
All of my days
Lord, be my champion
As a child, I would wander
Singing words of tenderness
I broke my limbs to reach the heights
And on silence I was fed
But now I’m older, and I wander
Tryin’ to find the one I love
I can sense him standing near
As I sing for him this song
Flesh and blood is all I am
Made of dust and born of the mud –
Be my champion
‘Cause in the street I cry
Be my heart, be my friend, be my healer
All of my days
Lord, be my champion
Lord, I know that you are the one
Say, Lord, I know that you are the one
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Alanna Boudreau Lyrics – Champion