You Don't Miss A Thing - Bethel Music, Amanda Cook

When You stand

I feel the floor of Heaven tremble

As You breathe

We live and have our being

When you speak

Oh I feel it in my chest

When You sing

All my fears are put to rest

What a wondrous thing

I can stand to sing

Cause when I fall to my knees,

You’re the one who pulls me up again

What a mystery

That You notice me

And in a crowd of ten thousand

You don’t miss a thing

When you sigh

The wind becomes a sonnet

When you laugh

The storm around me ceases

You whisper

And all my enemies are scattered

You surround me

With angels on assignment