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Lyrics

Running around in my own little circles.
Fighting the battles I never can win.
Just when it feels like my head’s above water,
here comes the storm and I’m sinking again.
How many times have I called on the Savior?
How is it possible He can hear me?
So far away from the throne of His mercy,
I call His name and then suddenly…

I can travel a million miles, when I fall down on my knees a while.
Heaven reaches my broken heart, across the miles though far apart.
On the wings of an angel band, His mercy reaches across the span
to lift me up to the Savior’s face. A million miles is not too far for grace.

Where are the answers for all of life’s problems?
Where do we go when we’re fighting the tears?
Where do the hurting and broken and suffering
go, tell me where have they gone all these years?
There is a place where the cries of the faithful
fall on the ears of a heavenly king.
If grace can touch me two-thousand years later,
anything’s possible for the redeemed.

I can travel a million miles, when I fall down on my knees a while.
Heaven reaches my broken heart, across the miles though far apart.

On the wings of an angel band, His mercy reaches across the span
to lift me up to the Savior’s face. A million miles is not too far for…

I can travel a million miles, when I fall down on my knees a while.
Heaven reaches my broken heart, across the miles though far apart.
On the wings of an angel band, His mercy reaches across the span
to lift me up to the Savior’s face. A million miles is not too far for grace.

Mark Bishop 2017
Possum Run Music/ Asheville Music/ Chris White Music

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