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I hate you all, motherfuckers, Beloved sons and daughters of the good mothers and fathers. We live a seek well In the story we are not born equal.
and need. A sign, whilst you are still a sinner, I died for you I've given you grace and mercy, I've given you all you need to make it true, you are My own,
the Indians adore us What was mud now is a highway Reaching wide into a prairie Horses run cattle are grazing You would swear it was Oklahoma Day by
adore us What was mud now is a highway Reaching wide into a prairie Horses run, cattle are grazing You would swear, it's Oklahoma Day by day dark is
You are the son of Living God Creator and Redeemer of all men Eternally omnipotent, the Almighty Jesus, the Savior of all souls
You are a child of the promise You are kept safe by His side You need not fear the life before you He is your helper and your guide The Lord has
of you I wanna say to you tonight I feel great I mean, I feel great Everywhere I go people are always comin' up to me And they say mark, mark, mark Mark
him Holy Son of God King of all Kings Bright and Morning Star Holy are you Lord You're the King of all Kings The Great I am The Great I am The Great I
for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy Which shall be to all people For unto you He was born this day in the City of David, a Saviour Which is
producer, and he my friend All this love from the greats, put my passion in pen Let me tell you 'bout this story where Quincy died, I started I left jail
Make up the rules for me to live by Rules you break and just let it slide You try and find you inside of me Be as great as you want me to be
the judgement Goin forth with justice the way the Lord has summoned Pride was high as the summits, I would die - I'm son less Like when Hannah was barren and they
Lord I adore you More than I can show you And it's by your mercy That I stand before you And as I worshp in truth I express that it's you I owe it
your god; The Lord your god has chosen you to be a beloved people to himself, above all people that are upon the face of the earth The Lord shall
the sky and mountains, fish and birds And He made you and me God is Lord, and if you will follow Him He'll make you a son or daughter of the Living God By
Written by Scott Krippayne, John Lemonis, Tony Wood A simple offering is all that we bring We give our lives, claim You as King We are Your servants
all over the city bowling the Snoop's league I changed, a lot smarter, I got a daughter Two sons, beautiful wife, for starters I did it all Jack
cold The lands full of game and the Creeks are full of gold Just west of the mountains is A town they call gibbonsville You can sure get gold fever You
smilin' down on everything we do With great big harvest moon And happy lover's too While sweethearts promenade 2 by 2 Look at you look at me We're
Mary, did you know That your baby boy will one day walk on water? Did you know That your baby boy will save our sons and daughters? Did you know
the victory's won All praise has just begun Enemies, you better run The battle's already done Freedom reigns, don't let it come We are daughters, we are sons
the bow The kids are asleep so I keep it kinda low Thank God I'm a country boy I'd play Sally Goodin all day if I could But the Lord and my wife
waste, You'll bring honor to us all. We all must serve our emperor Who gaurds us from the huns. The men by bearing arms, A girl by bearing sons. When
some bad But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh lord please don't let me be misunderstood As soon as the beat drop Within two bars, you
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