Lyrics:
proximity
Limited by possession
Limited by priorities
But a faithful friend
Who will never leave nor forsake you
His name is Jesus
The omnipotent one
Is your future hopeless?
Pray tell!
Someone pray for me
As I Call out For help
I'm leaving familiar behind
My prayers caught up
By black hole
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
In a church on Sunday morning
Sat a man unwelcomed there
Judged by men and not by Jesus
Lifted up his voice in prayer
Steer me on the righteous
(hello, love)
This is the day, love (everybody's searching for you)
Every prayer that I prayed, feelings I can't escape
(Everywhere there's pain, we been
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
Approach, my soul, the mercy seat,
Where Jesus answers prayer;
There humbly fall before His feet,
For none can perish there.
Thy promise is my only
Lord I come to you
I ask you to grant my request
The prayer I pray today
Is different than the rest
The enemy is threatened
By the gift you've
stops what's next?
Will there be fellowship, prayer, disciples
Will you open your bibles after the music stops
After it's over, after it ends
After
tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlers hardly think of culture
Or the repercussions
culture and way of life
He gotta get him a bachelors wear a suit and tie
Go to seminary
By then all of his boys will die
Jesus came to invade culture
Verse 1:
I pull over to the side of the road
And I watch the cars pass me by
The headlights and the black limousines tell me
Someone is saying
Say your little prayer to god every day
And you will not burn in hell
You think the way you live you life is right
But I think it is not
Jesus
gotta squeeze us
Send a little money there's tax on Jesus
Fix it with a prayer, fix it with a dollar
Does anybody out there ever want to holler?
Oh, oh,
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
When she knelt by her rocking chair
Oh, I'm glad my mama was willin'
To burn the midnight oil in prayer
Now Mama's gone to be with Jesus
I've got
hand
Lift it up to Jesus today oooh
C'mon, turn a little volume
Up on those prayers
Can we sing it one more time?
Lift your voice up
We're steppin' out
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
to teach my Sunday school
When I was only eight
Every week you would say a prayer
Before the class would start
One morning when you said that prayer
I asked
And you are to give him the name Jesus
He will be great
And will be called the son of the most high
And the lord god will give him the throne of his
to teach my Sunday school
When I was only eight
Every week you would say a prayer
Before the class would start
One morning when you said that prayer
I asked
to the revolution.)
Jesus was a rebel, a renegade, outlaw,
sanctified troublemaker, but He never sinned, naw
And He lived His life by a different set of Rules
He woke up
By her side
In a tiny motel room
Bible by his side
Jesus on the wall
A faithless whisper
Old & Cold
As the darkest night
Down on me
Father
birth
They placed me in a manger, wasn't that major at first
But what a mess I'll leave, I'm the savior at work
I ain't sayin' I'm Jesus
Got the job
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