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Faith FM Freestyle 2
Doxological Freestyle at FaithFM 94.3 in Kitchener
Oh Lord, I asked that you bring your word, your sword.
I feel so sore and bored
But Lord, I know that you strike a chord so deep within,
I start singing no more seeping into sin.
No more sleep, and I will with you win
because I can begin to see you and me
Transfix Lord God, you're in the mix.
It's like I'm dancing to trance.
I'm so fixed to your gaze Lord
God, please blaze my mind and raise it up
into the heavenlies and let my brethren speak because Lord God
He's so deep and now we know that he can peep
Deeper into your mind and Lord God let him find
something that allows him to rewind and be reminded
That means you inside Lord God
Please reside and take away all pride because Lord God.
I don't want to be snide
I don't want to hide all I want is to be bona fide Christian
But listen to my man the Runaway because he's about to have some fun and spray.
Like the resurrection of Christ Lord God make me thrice as nice.
That's in your trinity
Let me find unity to infinity
because Lord God I have an affinity for your divinity.
Lord God you got so much, It's plenty, Lord God.
I feel so spent though, you see,
that sometimes, I went down the wrong track
But then the song made me come back
and I'd find my life in the book of Romans look at Lord God
I don't want to be no more roaming and combing the streets
All I want is your beat deep within my heart
so I can start to start to sound a little bit smart
like your Holy Spirit's Lyrics are filling me Lord God.
It's killing me. I can see that I have some ability and agility
But sometimes I fall into insanity and inanity Lord God.
Let me be like Santa flipping the gift
Let me be lifted and to get specific
let your floatation device take me up to Christ
right Lord God cuz you know it's in the rotation
We're here and we're praising you
in the soul fusion Lord God
Let the control of your Spirit not be an illusion
Lord God. Let me be in your fold, no confusion.
No more Lord God disputing
why cuz we're not being monks like Rasputin
not punks because we're not putting up dukes
unless it's with the arm of Christ
no more harm or charm cuz you know, Lord God, it's your device
and it'll take away all my vices. This is no longer a crisis.
It's just a life lived for Christ
My man stepped in and begin to start shedding off the sin.
We're both the finish
We won't be diminished
Why? cuz we've eaten our spiritual spinach.
I want to speak, big up to my homie Sophie
I'm gonna talk about this performance like a trophy
because you know, I'm not atrophied,
well maybe my knee because it did bleed a little bit
But now it's healing and I could be kneeling and praising
Look, God, we raise you up.
We say we wish that we could be here in your presence at all
But Lord God, you'll be here in my sentence.
No pre pretenses Lord God make it like I'm not coming senseless
In all different senses let my spiritual senses be heightened
Lord God because you are striking like lightning
It's quite frightening, but Lord. We thank you
We feel poor of spirit.
We feel humbled but we're glad with your spirit.
We've rumbled and tumbled.
The dryer cycle
Look God, you strike me like a rifle.
Thank you. No more trifling
Words by Cyril Guerette (Ill Seer).