| Come again
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| Ay, DJ Official
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| Alongside the Holy Ghost come to bring this love to the people then
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| They know the fallen shall rise
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| Though the battles are hardest
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| We travel regardless
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| The wisdom of God can baffle the smartest
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| Crash this no shadow of darkness
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| Man’s become callous and heartless
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| Ruthless
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| Like a convertible car
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| As water reflects the face so
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| The heart reflects the person you are
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| And God can see the dirt preserved in your heart
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| They say the last shall be first and the first shall be last
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| Pretenders
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| Repent for all your lawless agendas
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| A fall to the floor, surrender
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| Whose thoughts can comprehend
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| The Lord and His awesome splendour
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| The thought by which we all must enter
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| The sort of slender my friend call it the narrow route
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| Heroically breaking my fall I call it my parachute
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| He’s the One I’m bowing to
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| Tell me who can you compare Him to
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| None parallel
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| He’s all powerful
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| Love fallen, fallen
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| Died
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| Here had fallen, fallen
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| Let the footsteps come in the garden, garden
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| Separate us from the sin in our eyes
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| Our eyes
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| Love fallen, fallen
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| Thank God for the grace of our Father, our Father
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| Send His only Son, sin He will conquer, will conquer
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| Now we offer new life with the Son, with the Son
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| Yeshua
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| It’s like ay, ay
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| Where they go fast and pray
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| And teach the people to go find a better way
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| them neutral like
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| But the reason my skin is untraced
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| Or if you see it backward
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| You can’t clean up and then come receive their Master
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| We knew it and now you see me muster
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| But the Father know me before and after
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| His own Son
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| Ay, ay
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| The Kingdom is too late
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| And yet You show off Your grace and come take away the fear
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| No matter if you was once a Jezebel or king
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| His love, endure it forever
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| So put your problems on the cross
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| And make Jaja your boss
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| And then receive Him in a soul just like a sheep that was lost
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| Or a coin that was tossed
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| Or a leper that’s washed
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| Jesus is the truth and the way
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| It’s like ay, ay, ay
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ay
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| Ay, ay, ay
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ay
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| Between, Satan lies to us
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| Man’s full of pride and lust
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| In Christ we trust
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| Crucified and died for us
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| No better sacrifice
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| Death is never satisfied
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| Like the eyes of man
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| Still I will stand
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| Under His mighty hand
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| While the unwisest man
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| Buys his land
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| Without counting the cost
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| Our nation is bounded in loss
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| Salvation is found in the cross
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| I ain’t saying that I’m holy enough
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| I’m only standing cause His holy hands are holding me up
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| Yeah bruv
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| God loves me and I know that He must
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| Cause that man up on the cross was supposed to be us
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| But God had His Son broken and crushed
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| So that we could be forgiven if we hope and trust in Him
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| No more willin' sinnin', no more lust
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| I’m livin' for the only King whose holy and just
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| It’s like ay, ay, ay
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ay
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| Ay, ay, ay
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ay
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| Ay, ay, ay
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ay
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| Ay, ay, ay
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, ay
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| Yeshua |