Lyrics:
your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
As a filthy, broken man when nobody else could have done
I thank you, Lord, oh-oh You've turned it all for good
I thank you, Lord, oh-oh You've done what no one
for your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby (miss you)
(Miss you, miss you) oh, lord (miss you)
comin' straight out of Virginia (woo)
DJ's in the mix shows
You better go to the record store and cop that shit (oh Lord)
And to the bootleggers
mad about God
Man's just mad about saving dem souls and stepping on a different path
Man's just out here serving my Lord (Mmm)
Oh my Lord
There's no one
for your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby (miss you)
(Miss you, miss you) oh, Lord (miss you)
as Cain
I was chained by the dragon dripped and draped
With a fabric stitched in stains
Stripped my faith like
Oh Lord
Every single moment got me hoping for
the Lord told Noah take 'em two by two
The ox and the fox an the kangaroo
The wicked man if he don't repent
Leave 'em there until my judgment
Just
see
My way through
You told me I could do all things possible
Just by trusting you (Just by trusting you)
And now, I'm thanking you Lord
For
the thug and average person can now
Be cleansed by blood?
When you were on that cross
I can't believe you died for me
Oh Lord you gave me eyes to see
When I
VERSE
The Lord sent me yes He heard you weeping
But i got a Word for you
Man you need to believe Him
Rejoice always says Apostle Paul
And again he
on me
On me oh lord on me
Have mercy on me
I just look up
And pray you show some mercy
I’m sick and tired of hurting
I think I found my purpose
Man I Just
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
You can look at my eyes and see
That a great big man like me has been
(Crying, crying)
(Crying, crying)
Crying
oh
Can-can, can you find McCann-cann
Taken by a mad man
Can you find McCann-cann
I can't find Mc
Can-can, can you find McCann-cann
Taken by a mad man
will live forevermore, because of Christmas Day
People shouted
"Let everyone know, there is hope for all to find peace"
Oh my Lord
You sent your
your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby
(Miss you)
(Miss you, miss you)
Oh, Lord (miss you)
for your return
And oh, how I hurt
'Cause I (oh, I) oh, I (oh, I)
(Miss you) I miss you, baby (miss you)
(Miss you, miss you) oh, Lord (miss you)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-whoa-oh
One tri-
One tri-
One tribe, one time, one planet, one race
It's all one
Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh
Help me get, get the keys to the kingdom, ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh
Ah yes, my Lord, ah, oh
Second
your man
Is doing everything he can
I guess I’ll play your fool til’ the end
Oh Lord, Lord
Fool about you baby
Foolish I am
Even when you put me down
anytime a man is seven foot four and you
messin' with his woman, it's time for you to go
Oh yeah?
Lord have mercy
I, I, I, I can
side
I beareth my fruits in due season
My leaves grow greenish day by day
Oh yes I am a child of God
Hallelujah hallelujah to the Lord most high
is to love me
I must be a hell of a man
Oh Lord It's hard to be humble,
But I'm doing the best that I can
I used to have a girlfriend,
But I
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