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in the glory of the story told by the Twelve.
Then the Dark Lord, adored by this world, perceived the threat of the Light to his might. From his throne

eternity
Cause this existence is only a haze
Here and gone and then its brevity displayed
By the dash on a grave
Then we will answer to the one who has made

and the shirt on my back, little else
It's all love and it always will be
From me, so I give you my thanks if it helps
Uh, but this house ain't mine
No more so I

fortnight
That's not right 

I can be Martin she can be Gina 
Oh how I love her and lord know that I need her
We can be fly like Kanye & Amb said 
There will

and only then was I able to ask Lord, what must I do to be saved

It don't matter how much you go to church, how much money you give, if you don't have
proof

on your vikings, clash like a hyphen

If you enter the house of fortune, I vacate the pleasure

You will leave by sorrow, the flow measures

Everything

You'll feel praise
And the glory
I'm writing it
Page by page
Emotions are running
Out of my cage
Now I'm facing my fear
So many tears
God, I swear
Cause

the light shows
Two candles light up on the tv
Twin flames, felt the fire from beneath me
Still praying that the devil will release me
Ever since I met you,

stay up above
And give him praise for every gift man
Hard to tell the person I've become
Oh what a mismatch
Keep my focus on the one
Who's risen from

Cuz that's how I learn how to be His disciple
I talk to God on my knees everyday
Inspired by Him I'm inspired by Ye
I know that every struggle will be

high
Gun tucked, I know there's demons scheming close by
I hear their whispers as they try to jinx us
Watch us from a distance with a close eye
Looking

to a awkward day
Ya shirt gon have more than coffee stains
10 from that 38
Will have a nigga first 48
I don't know
What they thought
I don't know
What they think

a porsche make it morph and make that bitch a coupe
I be smokin za gettin high like my name was snoop
You barely gettin by you just rap you dont change

the powers to make me strong
Without you, Lord, there's no me, that's on everything
My moment coming, I can feel it, all praise to the King
I ain't never

cadavers
Somehow dancing, dancing, dancing til the dawn
The puppet strings are like cocaine, baby, and thank the lord for that
The heart & soul have been so

son
Jesus Christ His begotten son.
So I thank the Lord ,
for what He has done,
And give Him a dance , like David dance.
Covered by the blood I am under

I Will Sing of My Redemer

Selah

Bless the Broken Road/Press On

2008

to praise my Lord
Ransomed by His blood and mercy
I am His forevermore

I will sing of my Redeemer
He who bore my cross, my curse
Came a servant, chose

money can't buy
Holy Spirit will set you free
Holy Spirit will feed you truth
Holy Spirit will never sell you lies

By a pact I made
With you Lord Christ

coming
Picking up passengers
From coast to coast
All you need is faith to hear
Them diesels humming
You don't need no ticket
You just thank the Lord
Yes

Nothing going to stop me now I'm love and hated like a hand gun
Praise the lord that's right when I say Jesus you say Christ Jesus Christ
When I say holy

by master)

Allah ki rehmat se to jannat hi milegi
(With the grace of Allah! one will get heaven)

Ai kaash! mahille me jagah unke mili ho
(I wish!

the music as I cry in the place
Where I'll pray 'oh Lord, never let me
forget her face"
I will never forget your face

About a year from the day
Our first

a few
Chop the block in half, lights is on way past ya cur fa few
Spotlight on but it ain't me
Hands up to the lord don't praise me
I'm just here ripping

and glory to ev'ry child
In whom He takes delight.
Trust that no good thing will the Lord withhold
From them that walk upright.

Ev'ry good and perfect gift