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on the other side
Ay
The grass is green

Waiting patiently while sitting by a maple tree
The branches reach for the sky growing graceful
All praises to the most

'm singing hallelujah
Glory to the Lord
Glory to our humble King
We're halfway out of the dark
Cold nights, colder days
I'm begging You to shine
And chase away

wangu ni Buana
Mbele yako na inama ndjo ya kukuabudu 
Ndjo ya mapendo yako
“You are the greater I AM x3”
As long I’m gonna live, I will give praise

Servitude
Subjugation
Enslavement
Gainful employment

I require capital
In order to survive
Clocking in that overtime
Beyond the nine-to-five
Day by

phase by - oh my, so high
So razed - okay! both eyes fried
My heart's racing, brain is fine
I am a free bird flying in the sky..)
We ride around, slow

With you sitting by my side

Abbey Road
The music playing
See the lights on yellow lines
And the moment
We stop leaving
That's when the day finally

up in praise
By His mercy and His grace
All my fears He will erase
As I fall into His embrace

Once I built a railroad, I made it run
I made it race against time
Once I built a railroad, but now it's done
Brother, can you spare a dime?

to come
 Could be the coming of the holy one?"

Then streaming down from heaven, there suddenly appeared
A host of angels, singing praises, ringing in his

I try to ignore listening noise of this situation,
Wrong things, influence on my vibrations,
Start fell lone n´all is so hard.
I givethanks n´praise

ni
Alagbawi de
Jesu ni lawyer mi
Molo mobo mode
Jesu defender mi
Always by my side
Jesu ni cover mi
You came along to save me how can l repay You

E ba

The True Life
Behold Him
As we walk upright
Good deeds
See His Majesty in me
When I walk by faith
His words demonstrate
Can you relate
Messiah's Great
Since

on my hands I smite down the weak
Watching while you weep in defeat
Battered and scorned look upon me
Kneel forth thy falsified king
Rise
My prophet

dynamics make you sick

Time goes by, and so goes your will
I feel like everyone is denying the thrill
Old made new but the replacement is due
The laws are

Different
Callin' the plays
I 'ont even playwright
You'll be amaze
That's lost in yourself
Yeah, it's different
Y'all want the truth
Turn off the TV's
Look in

From Heaven high to you I come 
To bear good news to every home; 
Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
Whereof I now will say and sing:   

To you this

the wicked his wrath will come

I've listened to whispers
And counsels of wicked
But you saved me by sending your son
You've tamed this once lying tongue

Vhadiita ungari vhadivha Struggle uri tshihani
Mara nitshiri repa vhatsitori Mrepa litshani
They don't wanna do the show
Nne I wanna do the show
Are you even

Four years between them
The younger the wiser
The one who believed in
His brother, adored him
Singing his praises
But no one would listen
And faith

Global domination 
Toronto, Europe, csia
Seven continents and space 
By providence I'm great
Congregate 
Conflagrate 
Every confederate 
Working

songs be made to sing?
If I forget you let this hand lose all its skill upon the string

If I do not remember you forget my songs let language cease
If I

nothing worthy prove;
Unless you would devise some virtuous lie,
To do more for me than mine own desert,
And hang more praise upon deceasèd I
Than niggard

and by your side
What do you fear,  when I'm comin through there's no one saving you

Blow by Blow

John Farnham

Age of Reason

1988

against you
But life will take its course
Like the storm that pours upon you
And hides none of its force
I want to hear your name
But you can get no