| Song | Take off My Shoes |
| Artist | Delirious? |
| Album | Now Is the Time: Live at Willow Creek |
| 作词 : Garrard, Jupp, Smith, Thatcher | |
| I'll take off my shoes | |
| I'm coming in, | |
| Untie this rope, | |
| I'm staying with Him, | |
| Love of my life, | |
| I'll live and die, | |
| Just for the moments | |
| For my King and I | |
| Why did You call | |
| Why did You wait, | |
| For someone so guilty, | |
| Someone so fake | |
| There are no words | |
| For my beautiful song, | |
| Now I'm in the arms | |
| Of my beautiful one. | |
| Hold me, blow all the pride | |
| From my bones, with Your fire. | |
| Hold me, breathe on this heart | |
| Made of stone, keep it pure. | |
| Hold me, Savior of heaven and | |
| Earth, King forever. | |
| Hold me, love of my life lead me on. | |
| Through the fire, lead me on... | |
| I'll take off this crown | |
| And fall at Your feet, | |
| The secret of joy | |
| Are the moments we meet | |
| How could a man | |
| With all of Your fame, | |
| Pull me from darkness | |
| And call me by name. | |
| So hold me today, | |
| As I carry Your cross, | |
| Into the desert to | |
| Find who is lost, | |
| Look at my hands, | |
| They're still full of faith, | |
| God keep them clean | |
| Till we finish the race. |
| zuò cí : Garrard, Jupp, Smith, Thatcher | |
| I' ll take off my shoes | |
| I' m coming in, | |
| Untie this rope, | |
| I' m staying with Him, | |
| Love of my life, | |
| I' ll live and die, | |
| Just for the moments | |
| For my King and I | |
| Why did You call | |
| Why did You wait, | |
| For someone so guilty, | |
| Someone so fake | |
| There are no words | |
| For my beautiful song, | |
| Now I' m in the arms | |
| Of my beautiful one. | |
| Hold me, blow all the pride | |
| From my bones, with Your fire. | |
| Hold me, breathe on this heart | |
| Made of stone, keep it pure. | |
| Hold me, Savior of heaven and | |
| Earth, King forever. | |
| Hold me, love of my life lead me on. | |
| Through the fire, lead me on... | |
| I' ll take off this crown | |
| And fall at Your feet, | |
| The secret of joy | |
| Are the moments we meet | |
| How could a man | |
| With all of Your fame, | |
| Pull me from darkness | |
| And call me by name. | |
| So hold me today, | |
| As I carry Your cross, | |
| Into the desert to | |
| Find who is lost, | |
| Look at my hands, | |
| They' re still full of faith, | |
| God keep them clean | |
| Till we finish the race. |