Lyrics:
uncle watched his wife hang Mary on a tree,
He watched his son hang candy canes all made with Red Dye No. 3.
He told his niece, "Its Christmas Eve, I
somebody killed my son
That mean somebody gettin' killed"
Tell me what you do for love, loyalty
And passion of all the memories collected
Moments you could
you Lord
Son of God
Son of God
The great I am
My comforter
Comforter
I can never repay you repay you for all you have done
Thank you Lord
Thank you
faithfulness
Great is Thy faithfulness
Morning by morning new mercies I see
All I have needed Thy hands have provided
Great is Thy faithfulness
Lord unto me
You are The Chosen One, The Son of Man, Almighty God, The Great "I Am"
Worthy is the name of The Lord, The Lord Jesus Christ
You're God With Us,
still movin'
Like, "Nigga, this my daughter, tell me what we doin'"
I can't see it comin' down my eyes
So I make somebody son cry
I can't see it
Hallelujah, glory
Glory, oh
Lord, come take us, we have the victory, we are victorious
I dare you to lift your ears
Nay, in all (nay in all the things)
It's a struggle on these streets, I'm the son, y'all the seeds
Innocent young M.C.'s maturing into trees
Seems I touch with the brush, Kevlaar
and my
Deliverer, my tower
Subdueth peoples under me
My shield in whom I trust
Lord, what is man that you regard
The sons of men, at all
For all his days
Delight Lord Shankara, You Remove All Sins, You Are Engaged In A Battle-Cry
You Put An End To The Wrath Of Demons, You Are Angered By The Sons Of Diti, You
throughout the universe displayed
How great You are
How great You are
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in
Daughter, dear daughter, come sit by my side
While the prairie is blooming I fear for my time
I’ve seen my great crossing asleep in my dreams
Hold my
there
The mid-west farmers daughters
Really make you feel alright
And the northern girls with the way they kiss
They keep their boyfriends warm
children
For all the Lord will call
It's for your sons and your daughters
Your sons and your daughters
Your sons and your daughters
cll the Lord will call
a shot of luck, we'll all love again
So keep on the firing line
Keep on the firing line
Keep on, keep on the firing line
If you are my brother
Surely you
my Lord
Oh Lord,
To whom all flesh, must return
Oh Lord,
To whom all praises due alone
Oh Lord
You are the bishop of my soul
Your name is Lord 2x
take
Heaven will come for you
It sees all the hell that we make
The Lord of final say
You steer the rivers by your breath
You conquer over death
When all your love is lost
And burning bridges can't be crossed
Lord, won't you let me know?
Or give me one more reason to go?
When all your love is
This is where we belong
We've been adopted by the King of heaven
Made sons and daughters through Your spirit
You call us Your own
We can't contain
The everlasting light
The hopes and fears of all the years
Are met in thee tonight
How silently, how silently
The wondrous gift is given
So God imparts
us one by one
It'd be too many to count so we simply come
And sing of your great love
So we sing..We lift our hands and sing!
You are worthy
to Thee
How great Thou art!
How great, how great you are
How great thou art
How great thou art
And when I think that God, His Son not sparing
Sent Him
, You are great
Hmmm, You are great
Cloud by Day, and fire by night
You led them through, you lead us to
To the land of promises
Towards all Your
Before you knew my name
Across all eternity
You had a plan for me
You can to set me free
You paid the highest price
God's only son to die
You took
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