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Ever Be

Bethel Music

We Will Not Be Shaken

2015

praised
With angels and saints we sing worthy are You Lord 
You will be praised You will be praised
With angels and saints we sing worthy are You Lord

I'm the real deal, the one that you want
My rhymes so cold, they make the haters front
I'm Saint , the one that you need
got bars, that'll make you

An angel in the streets
A devil in the sheets
A saint, a demon, misdemeanour,
Sent from down above to capture me. 

A story of a human paradox
This

An angel in the streets
A devil in the sheets
A saint, a demon, misdemeanour,
Sent from down above to capture me.
A story of a human paradox
This

Send us Saints as workmen and
Angels to conduct them
Send us Saints as workmen and
Angels to conduct them
Send us Saints as workmen and
Angels

a party goin down wiv Mr Big in da sky
We're the host wiv the most, yo, we're always on the wing
By your side, it's an angel ting

It's an angel ting, it's

my memory
Like angel mist,
the picture will forever
haunt me
It's paradise on the lsland
of the Saints
It's paradise on the lsland
of the Saints
It's

little own world
I'm in my little own world
I'm in my little own world
Smoke by myself
Drink by myself
Eat by myself
All by myself
Dance by myself
Live by

the voice of a generation
We are the saints and the angels above
We are the sons and daughters of heaven
Born to declare His kingdom will come
We are

of the LORD is at hand
Where do you stand?
There's a war for your soul
Arm yourself for the day
Angels come in the clouds
All the saints will rise up
There's

Your name
Only You are worthy of all praise
With the saints and angels we proclaim
Holy, Holy is Your name
The king who died
For our salvation
Now seated

and straight up lie
And not even bat a lash
Well, you think he's a saint, well, he ain't
Angels don't act like that
Yeah, he's a no good, two sides of bad

the same
Crowd of lonely people, jaded lovers and old flames
The chime of empty bottles might sooth 'em for a while
But time flies by and tired eyes see

I been out the way
Ain't no playing games in this money I been chasing
Life is getting dangerous
Lately I been looking for a angel, no saints in

and taste your tender lips
I am just your lover with a fear of loneliness

Tell me I'm your angel, tell me I'm a saint
Tell me that I'm all the things my mind

will resound the whole earth round
The saints and angels song
Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were every star

I'm a sinner I belong in hell but sometimes I feel like a saint 
Could've been on demon time when that n***a snaked me but I just walked away (Yeah,

The saints' and angels' song
Could we with ink the ocean fill
And were the skies of parchment made
Were ev'ry stalk on earth a quill
And every man a scribe by

stay walking with no fear
Stay praying with no fear he gotcha
Angels and saints when you're giving him thanks
Can pull you through the deepest waters,

Drunk on the Blood of Saints

Otep

Atavist

2011

Half-witted clones
Going rogue, don't
Retreat, reload 

Dripping stagnant life
Into crooked mouths
Sacrificial communion of
Bullet rounds
Incited by

Just Over in the Gloryland

Porter Wagoner

22 Grand Old Gospel 2004

2003

JUST OVER IN THE GLORYLAND
Traditional

I've a home prepared, where the saints abide,
Just over in the Gloryland!
And I long to be by my Savior's

The smoke of the incense
Together with the prayers of all the saints
Went up from his hand

Then the angel filled the censer with fire
And hurled it

Santa, baby, please hurry, hurry, hurry
(Jolly 'Ol Saint)
Santa, baby, he takes care of my worries
(Jolly 'Ol)
Santa, baby, please hurry down my

bring no weapons to my table
In the presence of my guardian angels

Angel's watch over us
We dont know who to trust
Lied to by the few we thought knew