Guerilla Saints (feat. Randy Emerson & Varick Rainey)

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Allen Thomas

Allen Thomas (December 14, 1830 – December 3, 1907) was a Confederate States Army brigadier general during the American Civil War (Civil War). He was born in Howard County, Maryland, and became a lawyer but he moved to Louisiana in the later 1850s and became a planter and colonel in the Louisiana militia. After the war, he was a planter, Presidential elector in 1872 and 1880, professor of agriculture at Louisiana State University and coiner at the United States Mint at New Orleans, Louisiana. He moved to Florida in 1889. Between 1894 and 1897, he was United States Minister to Venezuela. He moved to Mississippi in 1907 and died there in that year. He was buried at Donaldsonville, Louisiana. more »

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Lord, You train our hands for war
Teach us to outreach with our hands to the poor
Hit the streets with our sword and our shield of faith
We preach that God still heals and He saves
Ain't no other names to fill in the blank
JESUS You came and changed and You made me this way
Take the streets back like a Guerilla Saint
Outreach like a pack of Guerilla Saints
Bold, but yet humble that's the image of Christ
Those in the dark we approach and flip on the light
Don't mistake it for pride, bro, my hope is in Him
If it wasn't for grace I'd be burned like toast to a crisp
I can't contain the fire so I'm a boast that He lives
They call us crazy cuz we live life over the edge
It's for certain there is purpose, do you know what it is
Then come meet the One who told me all that I did
Picked me up turned me around
Now I'm free from the flesh
Hung on the cross, rose from the grave defeated death
So with each breath I will strive to mention His Name
Til He calls me to His home into them heavenly gates
Stained with the Blood of the King drippin' everywhere
There's only one message to share
The Great Comission is clear
Repent surrender your life lift your hands in the air
The difference is here, we only visitin' here, We gone
Lord, You train our hands for war
Teach us to outreach with our hands to the poor
Hit the streets with our sword and our shield of faith
We preach that God still heals and He saves
Ain't no other names to fill in the blank
JESUS You came and changed and You made me this way
Take the streets back like a Guerilla Saint
Outreach like a pack of Guerilla Saints
They call me green guerilla from these Holy Ghost gamorades
Hulk smashin' demons every season Guerilla Saints
Preachin' supernatural like a beast out of his cage
I used to be afraid but now I'm righteously raged
Fallen angels all around me broke smashed up and fazed
These sinners comin' home BOOM Gospel Grenade
Round Two FIGHT back at it
Givin' hope to the addicts Jesus breakin' habits
Layin' hands on the sick Holiness Havoc
Swingin' on these demons as we bringin' truth & reason
Boots to the ground, NO Off Season
We're on a mission to fulfill the Great Comission
Bringin' sight to the blind, restorin' vision
No one left behind as we sweep thru these streets
They said that we're fanatics, we call it outreach
Lord, You train our hands for war
Teach us to outreach with our hands to the poor
Hit the streets with our sword and our shield of faith
We preach that God still heals and He saves
Ain't no other names to fill in the blank
JESUS, You came and changed and You made me this way
Take the streets back like a Guerilla Saint
Outreach like a pack of Guerilla Saints
Back in the day I thought that I knew it all
Total rebellion but pride came before the fall
Anger and hatred the devil at my beckoned call
So filled with sin I thought that I lost it all
Blind and defeated I didn't know what to do
But God You helped me
Your light now is shinin' thru
Now this fire that's burnin' inside of me
To preach the Gospel, settin' these captives free
Listen I know what you been goin' thru
The devil's a liar don't let his will conquer you
For you've been beautifully made
From the cradle to the grave
By the Hands of the Creator
He blew His life for YOU
You need to know that your life came at a cost
Paid in full when His Blood was shed on the Cross
It's a jungle out here we goin' ape in these streets
Guerilla Saints on a mission until every soul can be reached
Lord, You train our hands for war
Teach us to outreach with our hands to the poor
Hit the streets with our sword and our shield of faith
We preach that God still heals and He saves
Ain't no other names to fill in the blank
JESUS, You came and changed and You made me this way
Take the streets back like a Guerilla Saint
Outreach like a pack of Guerilla Saints

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