Still I: Stand (feat. The Holy Ghost)

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My hands stand cupped at
The bottom of your face
Catching heavy tears
That ran your race
Falling but calling my name
Without any words
Guilt and grief has replaced
Your hope with hurt
I cry with you
Fully feeling your pain.
For I am your comforter
This is the reason I came.
To hold you when you screaming
Lord I'm so alone
All the while I'm praying for you
In moans and groans.
A lonely kite flying by
faith in the storm.
Hanging on by a thread
But you right in my palm
I promised to never leave you
I'll never forsake you
You pleaded for me to feed you
But I had to break you
Mama died marriage failed.
You screaming no
Friends lied your laughter left
You screaming no
I Pray for you constantly
Without ceasing or sleeping.
Touched by your honesty
While you bleeding and leading
I Plead your case to God
While still hearing you cry.
Knowing your road gone be rough
And nothing will change His mind
So I hold you close
In the midnight hour
The morning rise wipe your eyes
Turn that pain to power.

And now for still loving me
When you thought l left you
For calling my name
In tears all night long
For confronting fears that
Broke your faith in half.
I can now trust you
With the next level of anointing.
Next level of favor
Next level of lyrics
I now hand you the key to the
treasure stored in this earthen vessel
Its contents have been son sent
Tried and trusted
Your assignment
Lead the last and lost to me.
Your gift has been fully equipped
I now release you to feed you
I know heaven ain't got a phone
But I hope mama can hear this song

Going all out till I die
Screaming war with a vengeance.
The Holy Spirit that fills me
Is about to handle his business
Now witness war at its finest
In the dark I'm reclining
From the hills of Zion
I beat the heart of the lion
Witness an act of defiance
Because He refuse to quit
Mama told me I'd make it.
Didn't know it would break me.
Tell my future to face me
Because now my fuse is lit.
Behold the gift that He gave me
Molded by tears that would make me
Still beat the heart of God
From His will I was born
Mamas tears I was torn
Sound the trumpet I'm coming.
The Christian Art of War
Behold my tears taking form
As they spill making poems
Cause they coming with something
Keep it a hundred and one
Cause I come with His son
Living lyrics you feel
Your hearts arm full of chills
I kept on walking in tears
Because every step has been ordered
Sweat every press was recorded
Blessed every rep was rewarded
Still I Still I Still I Still I Stand
Mic hot for me.
Towel sweaty for me
Still I Still I Still I Still I Stand
You ain't ready for me
But you headed for me

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