Fields Of Fire
Stteffen Kraus
If I'll got to pass through deep waters
Or cross through the fire
Of distant fields and unknow hills
Your love will bring me home
Well I know I was wrong in this judgement,
When I had almost desisted
Among the thorns of the jungles of enemies
I couldn't find and exit
Lord will ever love, waiting for you
Lord will ever love and keep waiting for you
Under trials I will praise you, Lord
And that's the reason I´ll be glad
'Cos my troubles come from my own
desire and not from God