from the start You came to disrupt and confrontto start a fireto turn everything right side upnever gave up knowing the end was Your deathYou took our illness You took our diseaseself-sacrifice was Your wayabandoned by a . . .
blistered spirit of resentmentno need for a spiritual crutchforce fed religionwith every swallow leavesa bad taste in your mouthyou would rather die strongthan recognize your weakness needs Godpreserve the physicaleterna . . .
you think you can walk all over mespit on and throw your weight aroundcall me what you will hypocriteturn the other cheek and forgiveness gives you an outlet to overpower memy God will keep me sustained but you will have . . .
sin speaks a dead language that means nothing to youit can't tell you how to liveinstincts tell us freedom is doing as we wishgive yourself to sin and it's your last free actdo you call that free lifewhat do you get out . . .
the stage is an open platformI speak of personal convictionbecause of that I am a guestwho's in chargeit's an open forummusic is musicwe're here to share what we knowcan we not coexistare there limits on being open minde . . .
repentanceI am weak in myselfseparated from faithcomfortable complacencymy crutch has fallenbreak my pridemend my soulbreak my heartbrokennesstemptations become my desiresno sign of convictionas a dog returns to his vomi . . .
You love when I don't deserve itworthy is Your nameYour kindness is greater then lifewhen it rains it poursblessed are those who abide in Youwhen I am weak You are strongYour strength and beauty are eternalholy and aweso . . .
The color yellow suits you bestParade around like you own the worldI know who you areI've seen you beforeNever forget two faces like thatYou mock me for the stance I takeAs your breath tries to suffocate meYou're not as . . .
refusing to back downwe cannot do this on our ownwho are we againstidentify yourself and recognize your worthwe will lose if we take controlin the Spirit victory is ourskneel down and fightwe fight on our kneesbe strong . . .
the truth hurts when you don't want to hear itplug your ears and cuss the Godtake that back your being offensivebecause the heart is being challengedspeak your mind just not about Himstamp censored on my mouthshut me up . . .
riddance to everything that hindersthe sin that easily engulfslet us stand with perseveranceagainst the spirits of this worldlet us fix our eyes upon Christthe author and perfector of faithwho for the joy set before Hime . . .
the Lord is my shepherd, I shall not wantHe makes me lie down in green pastures,He leads me beside quiet waters, He restores my soulHe guides me in paths of righteousness for His name's sakeeven though I walk through the . . .
lord of filth rebuke yoube prepared in season and outfor the wrath of the Almightydeath is your destinyand you're already deadpride goes before destructiona haughty spirit before a fallrelinquish the grasp on least lost . . .
Day of conceptionsGod breathed life from lovedivine miracle formed in asecret placeperfection from a perfect handHis blueprint I await to seeA look, a smell, a touch of my sonBlessed gift from one FatherTo anotherAnticip . . .
my eyes grow weak with sorrowmy soul and body with griefmy life is consumed by anguishand my years are groaningmy strength fails because of my afflictionbones grow weakI have become the epitome of what I opposeguilt stri . . .
dod eat dog worldis this where your heart liesi'm supposed to take it with a grain of saltforget the cause image is where it's atbe all you can be if it suits your purposebuying your acceptance from the kids that pay for . . .
the pursuit of happiness stops hereso simple yet so misunderstoodnever said it would be easyHe's walked that road beforewhy do I make things so hardYour love is not a chore but a hunger and thirst for moreaddicted to You . . .
words hit harder than blowsmy heart breaks as my back is piercedfrom tongues of vipersclouds of rebellion against nourished heartsbody broken by poisoned mouths of deceityour lies quench the fire withinblinding you from . . .
love is patiencelove is kindnessit does not envy, it does not boastit is not proud, it is not crudeit is not selfish, it is not angryit has no memory of faultlove does not delight in evilbut rejoices in the truthalways t . . .
Where's my headcaught up in selling the dramawhere am Icoloring the chameleon to fit inlost my integrity to have asocial statusgood cop bad copbe all things to all peoplea talkera listenernot a conformistI love you, I ha . . .
a moment whispereda fleeting thoughta lifetime lived in one short breathI sit alone in a quiet placeremembering a smilea smile that in one instantdrowns out the sorrows of the worlda smile from the face of innocenceI sit . . .
thinking of Youbreeze is warmmake me steadfast is understandingYou breed the world and the stars were bornprecious memories to many to countwherever You are is where I want to bewalking the path that few dare to trackmy . . .
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