Sheard - Only Call On Jesus - Lyrics - Karen Clark

Title: Sheard - Only Call On Jesus
Artist: Karen Clark
Composer(s): Nisan C Stewart, Craig Brockman, Melissa A Elliott, Charlene Keys

Lyric:
I only call on Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

I have a testimony 'bout Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

Let me tell you that I'm leanin' and I'm trustin' Him
I'll sit and I'll wait
The Lord, He's right there for me
Never too late

Oh, when it feels
Like I'm level, level to the ground
He lifts right up, all my blessing come down
That's why call on Him

I only call on Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

I have a testimony 'bout Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

Yes, He's a way-maker
When I'm sick I can fall on my knees and I'll pray
The Lord turns my midnights to all brighter days
Oh, it's a blessed assurance

In You when I call
My wonderful counselor
My all in all

I only call on Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

I have a testimony 'bout Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

Oh, alright
Oh, alright
Oh, alright
Oh, alright

I only call on Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

I have a testimony 'bout Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

I only call on Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

I have a testimony 'bout Jesus
He carries me through my worst storms
I only count on Jesus
I'm leanin' on His everlasting arms

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Call On Jesus - Lyrics - Nicole C. Mullen

Title: Call On Jesus
Artist: Nicole C. Mullen
Composer(s): Nicole C. Mullen

Lyric:
I'm so very ordinary
Nothing special on my own
Oh, and I have never walked on water
And I have never calmed a storm

Sometimes I'm hiding away
From the madness around me
Like a child who's afraid of the dark

When I call on Jesus, all things are possible
I can mount on wings like eagles and soar
When I call on Jesus, mountains are gonna fall
'Cause He'll move Heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call

Weary brother, broken daughter
Widowed, widowed lover, you're not alone

If you're tired and scared
Of the madness around you
If you can't find the strength to carry on

When you call on Jesus, all things are possible
You can mount on wings like eagles and soar
When you call on Jesus, mountains are gonna fall
'Cause He'll move Heaven and earth to come rescue you when you

Call Him in the mornin', in the afternoon time
Late in the evenin', He'll be there
When your heart is broken and you feel discouraged
You can just remember that He said, He'll be there

When I call on Jesus, all things are possible
I can mount on wings like eagles and soar
When I call on Jesus, mountains are gonna fall
'Cause He'll move Heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call

When I call on Jesus, all things are possible
I can mount on wings like eagles and soar
When I call on Jesus, mountains are gonna fall
'Cause He'll move Heaven and earth to come rescue me when I call

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52 - I Can Call On You - Lyrics - Behind The Music - Kj

Title: 52 - I Can Call On You
Album: Behind The Music
Artist: Kj
Composer(s): Jonah Sorrentino, Tedd Tjornham

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Lyric:
Our Father Who art in Heaven
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy Kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth
As it is in Heaven

I can, I can call on You
I know that You'll hear me
I can, I can call on You
I know that You'll answer

You didn't know what to do
Came home from after school
Mom and dad said they were through
Now pretty soon was gonna have to move

Shut the door, went inside his room
Laid on the floor and he cried to You
Said, "Jesus, please help me through
Right now I just feel so confused
Don't know what I'm supposed to do"

But I need to be close to You
Help me with what I'm goin' through
'Cuz I know that You're here when I'm callin' You
Everything's just fallin' through

But ain't nuttin' too hard for You
So please come when I call to You
'Cuz all that I have is all in You
And that's why

I can, I can call on You
I know that You'll hear me
I can, I can call on You
I know that You'll answer

I can, I can call on You
I know that You'll hear me
I can, I can call on You
(I can call on You)
I know that You'll answer

She didn't know what to say
She got the phone call and it was late
It was a hit and run just on the free way
And her son got hurt and was in bad shape

Tears ran down her face
As her mind began to race
Didn't know what to do, what move to make
So she called up to You and began to pray

"Jesus", she began to say, "I need You in a major way
My son might die today, I'm so confused
Please provide a way, please now just give me strength
Please just help me face everything that's about to come my way
In You I trust and put my faith, that's why"
(That's why)

I can, I can call on You
I know that You hear me
I can, I can call on You
I know that You answer
(I know that You'll answer)

I can, I can call on You
(I can call on You)
I know that You hear me
I can, I can call on You
I know that You answer
(I know that You answer)

So what I wanna say tonight
Anything you face in life
When your mind is filled with strife
You can always find strength in Christ

Even times when the money is tight
Even times when nothin' is right
Don't worry 'bout nothin' in life
Call Him and that's my advice
And that's why, that's why, that's why
(That's why)

I need You

(I can call on You)
I can, I can call on You
I know that You hear me
I can, I can call on You
I know that You answer

I know that you answer
I can, I can call on You
I can call on You
I know that You answer

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Finding Who We Are - Lyrics - Strong Tower - Kutless

Title: Finding Who We Are
Album: Strong Tower
Artist: Kutless
Composer(s): Mark Shamburger

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Lyric:
In You, we're living
In You, we're moving
In You, we're finding who we are
In You, we're living
In You, we're moving
In You, we're finding who we are

And I worship You
Father of lights, spirit of truth
And I worship You
Jesus, we call on You
Yes, we call on You

In You, we're living
In You, we're moving
In You, we're finding who we are
In You, we're living
In You, we're moving
In You, we're finding who we are

And I worship You
Father of lights, spirit of truth
And I worship You
Jesus, we call on You
Yes, we call on You

And I worship You
Father of lights, spirit of truth
And I worship You
Jesus, we call on You
Yes, we call on You

We come to worship
With our voices
And know the love
Within Your skies

We lift our hands
And seek Your presence
And find ourselves
In who You are

And I worship You
Father of lights, spirit of truth
And I worship You
Jesus, we call on You
Yes, we call on You

I worship You
Father of lights, spirit of truth
And I worship You
Jesus, we call on You
Yes, we call on You
Jesus, we call on You
Yes, we call on You

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When I Get There - Lyrics - The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin - Kirk Franklin

Title: When I Get There
Album: The Rebirth Of Kirk Franklin
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

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Lyric:
The sun will shine, my heart shall sing
One thought of You Jesus, what joy it brings
My soul can't wait to see Your face
And I'll bless Your name Jesus, when we get there

You'll wipe my tears, You'll say well done
You'll hold me close and tell me I've overcome
And You will exchange joy for my pain
And I'll bless Your name Jesus, when we get there

Come on let's go, we'll cry no more
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there
Come on let's go, hold on, it won't be long
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there

The sun will shine, my heart shall sing
One thought of You Jesus, what joy it brings
My soul can't wait to see Your face
And I'll bless Your name Jesus, when we get there

You'll wipe my tears, You'll say well done
You'll hold me close and tell me I've overcome
And You will exchange joy for my pain
And I'll bless Your name Jesus, when we get there

Come on let's go, we'll cry no more
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there
Come on let's go, hold on, it won't be long
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there

No more feeling alone, when all my fear is all gone
You tell me it won't be long, when You call my name
We shall be changed, come on

Come on let's go, we'll cry no more
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there
Come on let's go, hold on, it won't be long
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there

Come on let's go, we'll cry no more
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there
Come on let's go, hold on, it won't be long
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there

Come on let's go, we'll cry no more
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there
Come on let's go, hold on, it won't be long
We're gonna be just like Jesus, when we get there
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Nowhere To Run - Lyrics - Dmx

Title: Nowhere To Run
Artist: Dmx
Composer(s): Russell Jones, Ken Jordan, Earl Simmons, Scott Kirkland, Ozzy Osbourne, Rick Rubin, Jack Blades

Lyric:
It's that shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'm a give a shout out to my niggas
I ain't givin' a shout out to no park, nobody, fuck that
Big baby, Jesus in the mother fucking house
Know what I'm sayin'? Uh, uh, oh, oh, come on, uh, uh

I don't walk, I stalk, livin' foul like pork
Shuttin' down underground streets of New York
Hawk is what them niggas call me 'cause they all be
Suckin' my dick and on my mother fucking balls, G

I know the half, so, I laugh wit 'em
Blood bath, whet I let the fuckin' rap hit 'em
Full clip but only half did 'em
That's all it took, another crook taken out over a dirty look

I bag game with niggas, I leave shot dead
You're only taken a piss from me with hot led
You know my style nigga 'cause I'm always schemin'
In jail, niggas holdin' a sink screamin', "Police"

But you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is pounds, you ain't want none of this
Back streets are like track meets 'cause I be runnin' this

Ain't nowhere to run
('Cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide
(Come on)

Ain't nowhere to go
('Cause I be runnin' this)
Reap the seeds you sow
(Come on)

Surrounded by the colors, I see crimson, black and blue
(Come on)
Locking open doors again, I'm still afraid of you
(Straight up, mother fucker)

Light to dark, then light again, I always thought I knew
(Come on)
Young to old and young again, what's left for me to do?
(Straight up)

Sister of the universe, collecting me in time
(Come on)
I'm falling down upon the earth and singing truth in rhyme
(Come on)

If I was a rolling stone I'd roll until I'm through
(Come on)
And if I was a garden I would bloom in black for you
(Dirt dog in effect)

Ain't nowhere to run
('Cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide
(Come on)

Ain't nowhere to go
('Cause I be runnin' this)
Reap the seeds you sow
(Come on)

Ain't nowhere to run
('Cause I be runnin' this)
Ain't nowhere to hide
(Come on)

Ain't nowhere to go
('Cause I be runnin' this)
Reap the seeds you sow
(Come on)

What you mother fuckers invented
Is the craziest nigga that ever been invented
Most know, don't front on ol' dity bastard
I call on Jesus, Jesus

There's no obstacles that you have to jump
There's no walls that you have to climb
This is real, this is elementary, dear
Elementary, Watson, elementary, aah

I ain't no picture on your fore wall
Necklace wearin' beard
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by dirty, set you free

Go against the grain, I got the P
I know you don't recognize me now
I [Incomprehensible]
How many lightening bulbs do it take to light up a fuck mode?

Brother and people
You'd better get the fuck off of me
We don't need it, it gets more ugly

Fools tryin' to bust their ass
Tryin' to get away from me when I said my real name
I call myself in the niggas butt hole
All the same, all the same, all the same, yeah

Ain't nowhere to run
Ain't nowhere to hide
Ain't nowhere to go
Reap the seeds you sow

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Redneck Heaven - Lyrics - Storm in the Heartland - Billy Ray Cyrus

Title: Redneck Heaven
Album: Storm in the Heartland
Artist: Billy Ray Cyrus
Composer(s): Billy Ray Cyrus, T Shelton, M J Sagraves, M Collie, D Shirley

Lyric:
Take me to redneck heaven
When I'm dead and gone
Where my southern roots are buried
Bandstand still lives on

With some smoky pool room standing
With Jesus on the wall
Take me to redneck heaven
When the good Lord comes to call
(Comes to call, comes to call)

Mother Mary riding proud
On the dashboard of my truck
To remind me to count my blessings
And to pray for just a little luck

Brother Levi waits for me at the local 711
But just in case I don't make it there
Send me to redneck heaven

Take me to redneck heaven
When I'm dead and gone
Where my southern roots are buried
Bandstand still lives on

Where some smoky pool room standing
With Jesus on the wall
Take me to redneck heaven
When the good Lord comes to call
(Comes to call, comes to call)

There I was on those
Sawdust streets of gold
And I saw Conway Twitty
And there was Keith Willy

Before I could Hank Williams
I turned around and I was face to face
With the king of rock and roll

You can have your streets of gold
Sawdust will do just fine
And about those singing angels
Just give me Patsy Cline

If I could only meet the king
I'll feel I've rolled a 7
Give me swingin' doors instead of pearly gates
Take me to redneck heaven

Take me to redneck heaven
When I'm dead and gone
Where my southern roots are buried
Bandstand still lives on

Where some smoky pool room standing
With Jesus on the wall
Take me to redneck heaven
When the good Lord comes to call
(Comes to call, comes to call)

Take me to redneck heaven
Hope I see you all

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Black Jesus - Lyrics - House Of Pain

Title: Black Jesus
Artist: House Of Pain
Composer(s): Al Frazier, John Harris, Erik Schrody, Turner Wilson, Carl White

Lyric:
They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Heaven closes, hell freezes
Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin'
Bloods keep bloodin', crips keep crippin'

Time keeps slippin' and I keep fallin'
An' I can't see but I hear them callin', ballers ballin'
Players playin', haters fightin', righteous prayin'
Don't forget Manhattan keep makin', Brooklyn keep takin'
Shook ones keep shakin', no time for fakin'
Know what I mean, I ain't choppin' no bars just risin' like cream
An' if you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibe
Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na

They call me Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
B-Boy posin', punk rock chicks
Kids are alright but I need my fix

If you diggin' the mix, feelin' the drugs, if you keepin' it real
If you livin' like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs
Come back on the run and kiss my love gun
Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry
Half a dozen women that think I wanna marry
I got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose
But still I got a find someone to abuse, I'm gonna run spread the news
Help say the word, jump the fuck back and just act like you heard

They call me white Devil, Black Jesus
Heaven closes, hell freezes
Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na

They call me white sinner, black martyr
Live wire, fire starter
Jungle brother, red neck cracker
Freak of nature, new world slacker

Sex junkie lookin' for a dealer
You can play the leper girl and I can play the healer
Shit is only gettin' realer, baby, haven't you heard
That the bird, bird, bird, yes, the bird is the word
It go one for the trouble, two for the times
And three for my homies and four for the dimes
Singin' lemons to the limes to the break of dawn
Excuse me every six minutes, everlast you're on
And it go on and on like a rolling stone
Baby, anywhere I lay my hat is my home

They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Heaven closes, hell freezes
Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na
...

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Black Jesus - Lyrics - Eat at Whitey's - Everlast

Title: Black Jesus
Album: Eat at Whitey's
Artist: Everlast
Composer(s): Al Frazier, John Harris, Erik Schrody, Turner Wilson, Carl White

Lyric:
They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Egos trippin', scripts keep flippin'
Bloods keep bloodin', Crips keep crippin'

Time keeps slippin' and I keep fallin'
I can't see but I hear them callin'
Ballers ballin', players playin'
Haters fightin', righteous payin'

Dawn breakin', I can keep makin'
Brooklyn keep takin'
Shook ones keep shakin'
No time for fakin', not me

I ain't jumpin' no bars, just risin' like cream
And if you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibes
Throw your hands in' the air
Scream out you alive

Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na

They call me Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven freezes, hell closes
B-boy poses, Punk Rock chicks
The kids are alright, but I need my fix

If you dig in' the mix, feelin' the drugs
If you keepin' it real
If you livin' like thugs
I spit kisses and hugs like .45 slugs

Come back on the one and kiss my love gun
Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry
Half a dozen women that I thin'k I wanna marry
Got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin' to lose

And still I gotta fin'd me someone to abuse
So won't you run spread the news, help say the word
You jump the fuck back
And just act like you heard

They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven freezes, Hell closes

Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na

Singin'
(Waaaah-wah-wah-waaaaah)
(Shooby-doo-waaah)
(Waaaah-wah-wah-waaaaah)

They call me White Sinner, Black Martyr
Livewire, Firestarter
Jungle Brother, Redneck Cracker
Freak Of Nature, new World Slacker

Sex junkie lookin' for a dealer
You could play the leper, girl, and I could play the healer
Shit is only gettin' realer, baby, haven't you heard
That the Bird, Bird, Bird, yes, the Bird is the word

It go one for the troubled, two for the times
Three for my homies and four for the dimes
Sin'gin' lemons to the limes to the break of dawn
Excuse me Everlast, you're on
(Six minutes)

And it go on and on
Like a rolling stone
Baby, anywhere I lay my
Hat is my home

They call me White Devil, Black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Black Jesus, White Moses
Heaven freezes, Hell closes

Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
Singin', na na na na na
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Black Jesuz - Lyrics - Still I Rise (with Outlawz) - 2pac

Title: Black Jesuz
Album: Still I Rise (with Outlawz)
Artist: 2pac
Composer(s): Rufus Lee Cooper, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Katari T Cox, Bruce Washington, Donna Hunter, Val Young, Leroy Williams, Yafeu A Fula, Tyrone J Wrice

Lyric:
Searching for Black Jesus, oh yeah
Sportin' jewels and shit, you know what I mean?
Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt
Young Kadafi in this bitch, set it off nigga, what?

I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin' to God for my squad
Stuck in a nightmare, hopin' he might care
Though times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards
Like I'm jailin', shots hittin' up my spot like midnight rains hailin'
Got me bailin' to stacks more green

Gods ain't tryin' to be trapped on no block slangin'
No rocks like bean pies brainstorm on the beginnin'
Wonder how shit like the Qu'ran and the Bible was written
What is religion? Gods words all cursed like crack
Shaitan's way of gettin' us back or just another
One of my Black Jesus traps

Who's got the heart to stand beside me?
I feel my enemies creepin' up in silence
Dark prayer, scream violence demons all around me
Can't even bend my knees just a lost cloud, Black Jesus

Give me a reason to survive, in this earthly hell
'Cause I swear, they tryin' to break my well
I'm on the edge lookin' down at this volatile pit
Will it matter if I cease to exist? Black Jesus

All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
Like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus, ha ha ha ha ha
He's like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus

Outlawz we got our own race, culture, religion
Rebellin' against the system, commence to lynchin'
The President ain't even listenin' to the pain of the youth
We make music for eternity, forever the truth

Political prisoner, the two choices that they givin' us
Ride or die, for life they sentence us
Oh Black Jesus, please watch over my brother Shawn
Soon as the sky get bright, it's just another storm

Brothers gone, now labeled a statistic
Ain't no love for us ghetto kids, they call us nigglets
History repeats itself, nuttin' new in school I knew
E'rything I read wasn't true, Black Jesus

To this click I'm dedicated, criminal orientated
An Outlaw initiated, blazed and faded
Made for terror, major league niggaz pray together
Bitches in they grave while my real niggaz play together

We die clutchin' glasses, filled with liquor bomblastic
Cremated, last wishes nigga smoke my ashes
High sigh why die wishin', hopin' for possibilities
I'll mob on, why they copy me sloppily

Cops patrol projects, hatin' the people livin' in them
I was born an inmate, waitin' to escape the prison
Went to church but don't understand it, they underhanded
God gave me these commandments, the world is scandalous

Blast til they holy high, baptize they evil minds
Wise, no longer blinded, watch me shine trick
Which one of y'all wanna feel the degrees?
Bitches freeze facin' Black Jesus

All hail, the pressure no endeavor can fail
Some missin' souls turn to hoes when exposed to jail
In times of war we need somebody raw, rally the troops
Like a Saint that we can trust to help to carry us through
Black Jesus

Some say, some day, some how, some way, we gon' fail
And it ain't hard to tell, we dwell in hell
Trapped, black, scarred and barred
Searching for truth, where it's hard to find God

I play the Pied Piper, and to this Thug Life, I'm a lifer
Proceed, to turn up the speed, just for stripes
My Black Jesus, walk through this valley with me
Where we, so used to hard times and casualties

Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streets
And haven't eaten in weeks, so save a prayer for me
And all the young thugs, raised on drugs and guns
Blazed out and numb, slaves to this slums this ain't livin' Jesus

We believed in You everything You do
Just wanna let you know, how we feel
Black Jesus

Searchin' for Black Jesus
It's hard, it's hard we need help out here
So we searchin's for Black Jesus

It's like a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us through
Somebody that understand our pain
You know maybe not too perfect, you know
Somebody that hurt like we hurt

Somebody that smoke like we smoke
Drink like we drink
That understand where we coming from
That's who we pray to we need help y'all

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Hope To Carry On - Lyrics - Intimate Portrait - Caedmons Call

Title: Hope To Carry On
Album: Intimate Portrait
Artist: Caedmons Call
Composer(s): Richard Mullins

Lyric:
And I will sing for the meek
Those who pray with their very lives for peace
Though they're in chains for a higher call
Their mourning will change into laughter
When the nations fall

In spirit, war and mercy, rest
They hunger for your righteousness
Their heart's refined in a purity
Lord, led these shine for them
Lord, let me see

Lord, let me shine for them
Lord, let me see

I can see Jesus hanging on the cross
I can see Jesus hanging on the cross
I can see Jesus hanging on the cross
He came looking for the lost

And love has come
Love has come
Love has come
And it's giving me hope to carry on

I can hear Jesus saying, "Father forgive"
I can hear Jesus saying, "Father forgive"
I can hear Jesus saying, "Father forgive"
What a thing He did

Love has come
Love has come
Love has come
And it's giving me hope to carry on

I can see love, love is all I want to see
Love can make a beggar rich, it can set a prisoner free
I know He can do it for you
And God knows He did it for me

I can see love, love is all I want to show you love
Love's the only way to go, it's love
And love is all a man might need to know
Yes, I know

You know Peter put away his sword
I can see Peter puttin' away his sword
I can see Peter puttin' away his sword
He won't fight no more

Love has come
Love has come
Love has come
And it's giving me hope to carry on
I got to carry love on

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Jesus In Vegas - Lyrics - Chumbawamba

Title: Jesus In Vegas
Artist: Chumbawamba
Composer(s): Nigel Hunter, Louise Watts, Darren Hamer, Judith Abbott, Allen Whalley, Duncan Bruce, Neil Ferguson, Alice Nutter

Lyric:
Call me on my cellular
And I'll give you a free ride to this underground stadium
They'll pick up the fair and they'll even tip you
Don't even worry about it, man
You'll love this joint
We'll stop off, we'll buy some booze, and, uh
You'll bring it in and it's just incredible
The girls will be all over you

I am the Lord of the very last dance
I've got Tommy on the leg of my pants
I've got the audience in the palm of my hands

My good friend Sinatra on my right
Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights
It's twice a night for twenty five nights

One more little line, then everyone back to mine
(Back to mine)

Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots

I've got Basie conductin' the band
I got a penthouse suite at the sands
And my feet never touch the ground

Are there any Branch Davidians in the house?
Here's Jim Jones as a pantomime horse
That showbiz gets right up your nose

One more little line, then everyone back to mine
(Back to mine)

Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots
Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots

Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots
Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots

Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots
Jesus in Vegas, taking care of business
(Vegas, taking care of business)
Jesus in Vegas
(Jesus in Vegas)
I'll pull your goddamn tongue right out by the roots

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Jesus He Knows Me - Lyrics - We Can't Dance - Genesis

Title: Jesus He Knows Me
Album: We Can't Dance
Artist: Genesis
Composer(s): Phil Collins, Tony Banks, Mike Rutherford

Lyric:
You see the face on the TV screen
Coming at you every Sunday
See that face on the billboard
Well that man is me

On the cover of the magazine
There's no question why I'm smiling
You buy a piece of paradise
You buy a piece of me

I'll get you everything you wanted
I'll get you everything you need
You don't need to believe in hereafter
Just believe in me

'Cause Jesus, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
I've been talking to Jesus all my life
Oh yes, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
And He's been telling me everything is alright

I believe in the family
With my ever loving wife beside me
But she don't know about my girlfriend
Or the man I met last night

Do you believe in God?
'Cause that is what I'm selling
And if you wanna get to Heaven
Well I'll see you right

You won't even have to leave your house
Or get outta your chair
You don't even have to touch that dial
'Cause I'm everywhere

And Jesus, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
I've been talking to Jesus all my life
Oh yes, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
Well He's been telling me
Everything's gonna be alright

Won't find me practicing what I'm preaching
Won't find me making no sacrifice
But I can get you a pocketful of miracles
If you promise to be good, try to be nice
God will take good care of you
But just do as I say, don't do as I do

I'm counting my blessings
As I've found true happiness
'Cause I'm getting richer
Day by day

You can find me in the phone book
Just call my toll free number
You can do it anyway you want
Just do it right away

There'll be no doubt in your mind
You'll believe everything I'm saying
If you wanna get closer to Him
Get on your knees and start paying

'Cause Jesus, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
I've been talking to Jesus all my life
Oh yes, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
Well He's been telling me
Everything's gonna be alright

'Cause Jesus, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
Oh yes, He knows me
And He knows I'm right
I've been talking to Jesus all my life
And He's been telling me
Everything's gonna be alright
Alright

Jesus, He knows me
Jesus, He knows me, you know
Jesus, He knows me
Jesus, He knows me, you know
Jesus, He knows me
Jesus, He knows me, you know
Jesus, He knows me

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Lean On Me - Lyrics - The Nu Nation Project - Kirk Franklin

Title: Lean On Me
Album: The Nu Nation Project
Artist: Kirk Franklin
Composer(s): Kirk Franklin

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Lyric:
This is for that little child with no father
For that man that doesn't have a place to stay
And for that little boy living with AIDS
Can I tell you a story, tell you a story?
You can lean on me

There's a man
(Oh yes)
Standing on the corner
He has no home
He has no food
And his blue skies are gone
(Yes, it is)
Can't you hear him cryin' out?

And there's a girl
Searching for a father and a friend
Praying that the storm someday will end
But instead of walking away
Open up your heart and say

I am here
You don't have to worry
I can see
(I can see your tears)
Your tears
I'll be there in a hurry when you call
(Yes, I will)

Friends are there to catch you when you fall
(Here's my shoulder)
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me
(Hallelujah)

Listen

Oh, there's a child
Who is sick and begging to be free
But there is no cure for his disease
He looks up to his mother and

As she hold his hand
(Holds his hand)
Prayin' that someday
The sun will shine again
(And the pain?)
And the pain will end
(Pain will end, come on)

I am here
(I am here)
You don't have to worry
(You don't have to worry)
I can see
(I see)
Your tears
(Your tears, yeah)
I'll be there in a hurry when you call
(I'll be there in a hurry when you fall)

Friends are there to catch you when you fall
(I'm your friend and I'll catch you when, when, when you fall)
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me
(Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me)

Tell me, how can I, how can I love Jesus?
When I've never seen His face
Yeah, I see you dying
And I turn and walk away

So hold my hand
Let me take you to a friend of mine
He's waiting just to ease your troubled mind
Yeah, yeah, He loves you more than you'll ever know
'Stead of walking away
Open up
Open up your heart and say
Come on

I am here
(I am here)
You don't have to worry
I can see your tears
I'll be there in a hurry when you call

When you call, friends will be there to catch you when
Catch you when you fall
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me
(Thank you Jesus, yeah)
Oh yeah, oh yeah

Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me
(You can lean on me)
Lean on me, yeah, yeah
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me
You're my friend but you're also my brother
Here's my shoulder, you can lean on me
Hallelujah

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Give Your Heart Away - Lyrics - Rachael Lampa

Title: Give Your Heart Away
Artist: Rachael Lampa
Composer(s): Brent Bourgeois, Rachael Lampa, Cindy Morgan

Lyric:
Do you think that your time on earth will never fade?
In the blink of an eye, you may be swept away
This is true, make the most of every moment
That is given you, to hold onto

So give your heart away, this is not the time to hesitate
For there is no other reason, you will find no better season
Tomorrow may not come for those who wait
So call on Him, and give your heart away

There are days when there is no place that feels like home
And you need to believe that you are not alone
Long ago, Jesus came to show you that His love is through all time
That's why He gave His life

So give your heart away, this is not the time to hesitate
For there is no other reason, you will find no better season
So call on Him, and give your heart away

There is hope for your tomorrows, come what may
There's no mountain so high, no place in the sky
You can't reach, reach, reach, yeah, oh, yeah, yeah

So give your heart away, this is not the time to hesitate
For there is no other reason you will find no better season
So call on Him, and give your heart away, yeah
Call on Him, and give your heart away

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Thank You Jesus - Lyrics - Keith Green

Title: Thank You Jesus
Artist: Keith Green
Composer(s): Keith Green, Melody Green

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Lyric:
Thank you Jesus, for what You're doing for me
Thank you Jesus, I want the whole world to see
That You're not just a picture on the wall in my room
That You're faster than lightning and You're coming back soon

Thank you Jesus, for all the good things You do
Thank you Jesus, I wish they all could know You
That You're not just a book collecting dust on the shelf
And if they don't want to read it
You're gonna be back to tell them Yourself

I don't understand, why my fellow man
Had to turn away from all the good things that You say
They're still trying to find a better way, but You know they won't
Unless they invent one, then we'll have to patent it

Thank you Jesus, for all the good things You've done
Thank you Jesus, I really want to tell You Lord
I'm having so much fun loving You
Thank you Jesus, for this here smile on my face

Thank you Jesus I really want to shout it to the whole human race
That You're not just this building on the corner where we meet
They can know You in person, You're a pleasure to meet
Thank you Jesus, Lord, thank you Jesus

Oh thank you Jesus, I only want to thank you Jesus
I don't care what they say
They're gonna call You a cliche
I'm gonna love you anyway

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2000 B.C. (Before Canibus) - Lyrics - Canibus

Title: 2000 B.C. (Before Canibus)
Artist: Canibus
Composer(s): Germaine Williams, Tyrone Fuffe, Michael Harper

Lyric:
Yo, my offense is a mixture of Mike and Muhammad
Knock a nigga unconscious and talk shit
In bare-knuckle boxin', speed is the object
Weavin' and dodgin' with defensive blockin'
So in the ring, you cannot win
The top ten become nine dead if I ever decide to hop in
With the one-two, one-two shot to the chin
Knock you out like ten shots of vodka and gin

The beautiful blend of power and strength
From the top of my head, down to where my toe cuticles end
I verbally burn a nigga, lyrically hurt a nigga
Pull a voodoo verse on a nigga, Kennedy curse a nigga
Who can spit the words quicker than the average man?
Who can embarrass a man? Bite you with fangs and mangle ya hands
On candid cam, the Canibus can
The Canibus can with the stamina to damage a man

It's been a long time
(It's been a long time)
I shouldn't have left you
(I shouldn't have left you)
Without a strong rhyme to step to
I told y'all
(C'mon)
I roast y'all
(C'mon)
So come on
Hold on
(Hold on)

It's been a long time
(It's been a long time)
I shouldn't have left you
(I shouldn't have left you)
Without a strong rhyme to step to
I told y'all
(C'mon)
I roast y'all
(C'mon)
So come on
Hold on
(Hold on)

Yo, I spit for it
(Lie for it)
Live for it
(Die for it)
Back out the nine, commit a homicide for it
If I'm handcuffed with the right to remain silent for it
I'ma blow trial and do the federal time for it
You mad at the last album, I apologize for it
Yo, I can't call it, motherfuckin' Wyclef spoiled it
But this time for 99 I got 5 on it

You should double up and put a dime on it
Matter of fact, triple your nickle and put 14.99 on it
I'ma shine on it, watch Flex drop a bomb on it
About ten times on it, watch people call a request line for it
Cypher sounds keep pushin' rewind on it
Look out for the album with the Canibus design on it
12 o'clock in the morning you'll be standin' on line for it
I'm a live poet with a sharp ear and eye for it
'Coz I tear down mics and put a out of order sign on it

It's been a long time
(It's been a long time)
I shouldn't have left you
(I shouldn't have left you)
Without a strong rhyme to step to
I told y'all
(C'mon)
I roast y'all
(C'mon)
So come on
Hold on
(Hold on)

It's been a long time
(It's been a long time)
I shouldn't have left you
(I shouldn't have left you)
Without a strong rhyme to step to
I told y'all
(C'mon)
I roast y'all
(C'mon)
So come on
Hold on
(Hold on)

Yo, I rip shit with the ballistic characteristics
Of a hollow tip at point blank distance
I flip shit when I spit shit, Father forgive bis
I just snatched the Jesus piece off some Christians
'Coz they sounded like idiots, they went from silver to gold to platinum
After the millennium they'll probably be wearin' iridium
They so gassed, if a bitch sucked they dick they'd probably cum helium
Y'all niggaz can't be serious, I was nice before ice
Before Christ, before the words let there be light
And a light took over the night, I was born with a mic

Lord of the mic before all plant and animal life
Took this rap shit to new heights
Before the Wright brothers took flight
Before dog fightin' and aerial strikes
Before MC's picked up pens and started to write
Before promotional marketin' and posterlights?
The Canibus'll bust up mics, punch out lights
Punch out your motherfuckin' eyesight for the title bought fight
Ask Top Phife, I snatch the track for half price
The Canibus is too nice, gimme that mic

It's been a long time
(It's been a long time)
I shouldn't have left you
(I shouldn't have left you)
Without a strong rhyme to step to
I told y'all
(C'mon)
I roast y'all
(C'mon)
So come on
Hold on
(Hold on)

It's been a long time
(It's been a long time)
I shouldn't have left you
(I shouldn't have left you)
Without a strong rhyme to step to
I told y'all
(C'mon)
I roast y'all
(C'mon)
So come on
Hold on
(Hold on)

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Keep On Shining - Lyrics - Stronger - Natalie Grant

Title: Keep On Shining
Album: Stronger
Artist: Natalie Grant
Composer(s): Russ Desalvo, Stephanie Lewis, Tanya Leah

Lyric:
Keep on shining

He will be there through the hurricane
Through the pouring rain
And He will be there through the longest night
Everything's gonna be alright

The storm is gonna end
And the sun's gonna rise again

Keep on shining
Let love light up the darkest sky
And you'll be flying
Rise above all the hardest times

So hold on hold on
Be strong, be strong
Come on, come on, come on, yeah
And keep on shining, yeah

Nothing can stop the way He feels
'Cause His love's so real
No mountain top will ever be too high
'Cause with Jesus by your side

There's nothing you can't do
You're gonna make it through, yeah

Keep on shining
Let love light up the darkest sky
And you'll be flying
Rise above all the hardest times

Hold on hold on
Be strong, be strong
Come on, come on, come on

You know in your soul
You know in your heart, yeah
He will always be
Your only guiding star

Keep on shining
Let love light up the darkest sky
And you'll be flying
Rise above all the hardest times

Just hold on hold on
Be strong, be strong
Come on, come on, come on

Keep on shining
Let love light up the darkest sky
Shining
Let love light up the darkest sky

When you're near the end, He's will be your friend
Shining, it's gonna be alright
In your darkest night, He will be by your side
Shining, make it feel alright

In the pouring rain, you can call out His name
Shining, it's gonna be alright
Nothing's gonna stop

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Too Much Sex ( Too Little Jesus ) - Lyrics - Pizza Deliverance [ORIGINAL RECORDING REMASTERED] - Drive By Truckers

Title: Too Much Sex ( Too Little Jesus )
Album: Pizza Deliverance [ORIGINAL RECORDING REMASTERED]
Artist: Drive By Truckers
Composer(s): John Cooley, Patterson Hood, Matt Lane, Brad Morgan

Lyric:
Too much sex, too little Jesus

Stacy's been a troubled teen ever since she's twelve
She felt the world close in on her and thought she needed help
Listening to the radio on a Sunday night
She heard the preacher calling out to call up on his helpline

He sounded so nice, he sounded so inviting
And for a small donation she could have the Lord Almighty
She told him her story, he told her his thoughts
He said, "You better get yourself right in the eyes of God"

Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus

Stop that dope smoking, stop that masturbation
Take the Lord into your heart and stop that fornication
We're building us an army, gonna knock out Satan
Visa or Mastercard, our operators are waiting

Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus

Since Satan's made a slave of you, the Lord will set you free
You don't know God from diddly and you're old enough to breed
The sins of me and you are the reason He did bleed
Now a word from our sponsor then another troubled teen with

Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus
Too much sex, too little Jesus

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Ride Around Shinning - Lyrics - Hell Hath No Fury - Clipse

Title: Ride Around Shinning
Album: Hell Hath No Fury
Artist: Clipse
Composer(s): Writer Unknown Terrance Thornton, Pharrell L Williams, Gene Elliott Jr Thornton

Lyric:
All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it
Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous
Float around in the greatest of Porsche's
Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine they be the click
So much ice in they Rollie's, the *** don't tick, man
Winter through the summer, care less what it cost me
While I'm shovelin' the snow man call me frosty lova

This for the 100,000 dollar kitty German drivers
With big rims and low-pro tires
*** with college *** with innocent looks like Mya
Corrupt they mind, turn 'em to liars

I groom 'em well, Dior ***, Christian Lacroix
Keep guns stashed under the floorboard
Enough to start world war
Paradise in reaches, home next to beaches

Hair pressed, blowin' in the wind, *** 'bout long as Jesus
I still leave speech for Gospel, so match this
Pusha push Don P keys with these sounds of crackness
The black Martha Stuart, let me show you how to do it

Break down pies to pieces, make *** quiches
Money piles high as my nieces
Hefty bags full of cash, cars full of ***
Rolex presidential, ***, feel the glass

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it
Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous
Float around in the greatest of Porsche's
Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine they be the click
So much ice in they Rollie's, the *** don't tick, man
Winter through the summer, care less what it cost me
While I'm shovelin' the snow man call me frosty lova

It's that luck that astounds, life's a circus
I parade the sick through these clowns
The crown is vacant, I'm takin' the proper steps
I'm takin' them poppa steps, they prayin' for my downfall

Is it the bling, the king, conquistador
That my jeweler made the face blush on the Frank Mueller
The R shape peculiar, it's awesome, layin' over dark skin
Lookin' like arson when I park in the left, it's constant

Minute hand is like Parkinson's
You a fish for the sharks to swim
In that opaque linen with the R colored stitchin'
V12 on a Modena you can see the pistons

HRE's on it, mommy see it glisten
When I make Oliver Twist like Dickens
It's feelin' like parts is missin', tops don't push soul
Got it drive it like pole positions 'til my soul's risen

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it
Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous
Float around in the greatest of Porsche's
Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine they be the click
So much ice in they Rollie's, the *** don't tick, man
Winter through the summer, care less what it cost me
While I'm shovelin' the snow man call me frosty lova

Welcome to the world of Rollie's
VS diamonds and that 50,000 dollar show piece
Got me shinin', first *** holla show me
Let that 9mm turn a fella ghostly

Hell, I'll even grant amnesty to those who owe me
You *** ***, you need to raise your glass and toast me
*** can't figure the format for hustler criteria
Not chrome, grown rims with stallion insignia

?Listen youngin', you've only just begun
You'll understand when you're older? said father to the son
Who would've thought such riches stem from ill rhymes?
Canary yellow diamonds size of yield signs, slow down

And proceed with caution
Carousal of horses with dual-exhaustion
Fess up, youngin' you'll always be next up
Go against I, forever play catch up ***

All I want to do is ride around shining while I can afford it
Plenty ice on my neck so I don't get nauseous
Float around in the greatest of Porsche's
Feel like a chuck wagon 'cause I'm on twelve horses

And the three behind mine they be the click
So much ice in they Rollie's, the *** don't tick, man
Winter through the summer, care less what it cost me
While I'm shovelin' the snow man call me frosty lova

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