Oh, Son of God - Francesca Battistelli

Oh Son of God

Oh Son of God

You have made me, you have made me whole

Oh Son of god

I was born a slave to the water, casting nets in a sea of disbelief

There you were saying don’t you be afraid, then you called, you called me

Oh son of god

Oh son of god

You have made me, you have made me whole

Oh son of god

All my life I was just a lowly beggar, paralyzed by the shame that held me down

But there you were saying stand up and go home, then you healed,

you me healed me

Oh son of god

Oh son of god

You have made me, you have made me whole

Oh son of god

I will follow you

Ooo

I will follow you

Ooo

I will follow you

Oh son of god

Oh son of god

You have made me, you have made me whole

Oh son of god