Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Refine Me, artist - Şevin. Album song Rather Die Than Deny, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 21.06.2018
Record label: God Over Money
Song language: English
Refine Me |
| Sometimes you need to remind me |
| That I’m always safe in your hand yeah |
| Yeah for real |
| Ay |
| No more stressin' Lord on Your blessings I’mma meditate |
| On a quest for more of Your presence cuz it medicates |
| From this precipice I’mma levitate |
| Cuz Ya yoke is easy and Ya burden is light |
| Like a feather’s weight |
| Uh, I’m tipping the vinyl |
| I set the record straight |
| Forever with You it’s final |
| Go 'head and set a date |
| Your word is incredible when I meditate |
| It’s edible You spread me in vegetables |
| Let me get a plate |
| We was 'sleep in the grave |
| We was weak and depraved |
| Our sinful deeds had embedded us in this bed of hate |
| And we received it as slaves |
| But we believe that He saves |
| Jesus freed us and lead us into a better state |
| I’m ill-equipped I admit it |
| Go 'head and educate |
| Won’t throw a fit |
| I’m submitted to what You legislate |
| Yeah |
| Cuz You are my father and You a Sovereign King |
| I’mma follow you if I’m ballin or I ain’t got a thing |
| Sometimes You to remind me that |
| You’ve designed me by Your own plan |
| And that’s why they can’t define me |
| Cuz You’ve refined me by Your own hand |
| Sometimes You to remind me that |
| You’ve designed me by Your own plan oh yeah |
| And they can’t define me |
| Cuz You’ve refined me by Your own hand |
| Yeah |
| Father you parted the seas |
| Used pardon in Your art in the garden with theives |
| Used hardening the heart of king |
| And probably grieved |
| How it all got at start in the garden with eve |
| I never feared thee |
| I was thinkin' You ain’t never hearing me |
| But you’ve given the guards another earpiece |
| That’s a whole 'nother lesson |
| And it really |
| Had it cut it off just to hear You more clearly |
| Looking to You in the war zone that’s televised |
| Thinkin' the truth is morse code |
| But hella nice |
| Trying to reach You before the torch blows |
| Beretta’s fly |
| And pops were chasin' the dream like Coretta’s guy |
| Looking for hope in every crack in the crevice |
| Every book that I’m quoting I’m giving maximum effort |
| Now I’m looking to the cross and for Your last sheep |
| And ask You what I can’t reach |
| Sometimes You to remind me that |
| You’ve designed me by Your own plan |
| And that’s why they can’t define me |
| Cuz You’ve refined me by Your own hand |
| Sometimes You to remind me that |
| You’ve designed me by Your own plan oh yeah |
| And they can’t define me |
| Cuz You’ve refined me by Your own hand |
| Sometimes I just need You to know |
| I’m hiding right now |
| Sometimes I lose sight of You |
| It ain’t right but it’s true |
| I need You and only You |
| I ain’t gon' give no one else my attention, no |
| I’mma stay right here on my knees |
| My faith won’t be shaken in this season |
| Lord |
| I’m always safe in Your plans |