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I'm gonna be real. I'm gonna be me. I'm not gonna apologize. Jesus is my life. Plain and simple.
I'm asking peace like a river And grace like a storm I need patience like a mother And love in all its forms I'm asking mercy like a servant And forgiveness of sin I need your presence like a prophet And wisdom like a king I could ask for all these things And I do But tonight I realized that what I need is you
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Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 1:15 AM UTC
I Need
Architect of the Universe Origin of Joy, Healer of All Pain The One Who Bested Death The Lamb Who Was Slain The Author and Perfector The Great I Am Whatever people call me Whatever name I take I hope that it's a title That only God can shake
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
Title
I don't lock glocks An' I don't ride with a nine I don't pack Heckler and Koch But when I step over the line I'm packin' more heat than a Navy Seal I got both hands free Because I gave up the wheel I got my arms stretched out So I can seal the deal He had his life snuffed out So He could finally heal Us The killers and the accomplice When He said "it's finished" His plan was accomplished His face beat and anguished The Devil thought he'd vanquished The One by whom he was banished But he must've been astonished When the only Lamb unblemished Made good on His promise That was given to the Psalmist Death had been demolished Its power was abolished Humanity refurbished He suffered because He cherished The impoverished and the ravished Malnourished and the famished So I pack heat, but it's a different kind entirely Not a weapon, not of man that is I cary knowledge, that His spirit lives inside of me I cary peace, in the knowledge that I'm his
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 9:00 PM UTC
Heat
Not here to write empty verses I hope my words carry weight I'm not here to spit curses I'm not about to preach hate I'm out to shout about love Raise my voice instead of a gun Call on the Big Man up above And on the forgiveness from the Son And if the work of my hands And the words of my tongue Don't align with His plan May He take the breath from my lungs Cause I'm here to rhyme I'm here to spit a thesis I'm here to be a man Who practices what he preaches But above all else When my life finally ceases I don't care about wealth I just wanna see Jesus
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 8:00 PM UTC
Thesis