Make Me Praise Him (feat. Cassandra Foy & Kevin Wiley)

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Frederick Foy

Frederick Foy (11 April 1915 – 10 February 1995) was an English cricketer. He played eleven first-class matches for Kent between 1937 and 1938. more »

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Bishop, I have a question
Yes, son
We're living in the last days right?
Correct
Then how come we're not studying the book of Reveleation?
Now son, there's a time and a season for all things
Yeah, yeah I get that
But Revelation talks about the beasts, the anti-Christ and the false prophet
How am I supposed to fight an against an enemy I know nothing about?
I remember when the enemy tried to get me to lose my mind
And I'm still trying to figure out, how we get 3 days from Friday to Sunday
And he almost did it
Trapped in a world where I couldn't find myself to save my life
Son, the battle is not ours, it's The Lord's
But He chose me to be a warrior and a priest for him though, right
Then my passion and identity came together for a fire revelation, yeah
And now I'll never be the same, I'll never be the same no
And every movement has a sound and so I'll write 'til Kingdom comes
Does that make me praise Him
Do you wanna praise Him, oh
Does that make me praise Him
This is what I was made for
Does that make me praise Him
I'm gonna give Him praise
Yehudah, praise I'm made for this
Yahuah, Messiah I was saved for this, Selah
Things happen when I pray and get my praise on
So I took a knee, clapped and the lights turned on
Now I'm better than I thought that I could ever be
No diapers but the Holy Father changed me
Yehudah praise, yeah I was made for this
My way was paved for this
Messiah saved for this
The devil tried to steal my destiny
'Cause like my hands my praise connects to Thee
Does that make me praise Him
Yeah
Does that make me praise Him
It's my praise and I gotta get it out
Does that make me praise Him
I'm gonna give Him praise
Yehudah, praise I'm made for this
Yahuah, Messiah I was saved for this, Selah
It's like they woke me like a sleeping giant
To break these shackles off my neck from all the evil tyrant lies
Tell what I'm supposed to see
And if I aint who I am then tell me who I'm supposed to be, resilient
400 hundred years up under master's massacre
See we've been plagued with these disasters so tell me
Are we just supposed to cry
Yahweh's kids we don't die, we just multiply
The Holy Spirit done hovered over my destiny
So there's no choice to be bringing out what's the best of me
And though the evil tries to bomb us with their napalm
He got us covered in His palm just like Statefarm
So there's no choice but to reverence with my hands high
And give all honor and all glory to a mighty Yah
And there's no choice for you to reverence with your hands high
And give all honor and all glory to a mighty Yah
Does that make me praise Him
I life my hands to praise The Most High
Does that make me praise Him
I live my voice to glorify Your Name
Does that make me praise Him
Yehudah, praise I'm made for this
Yahuah, Messiah I was saved for this, Selah
Does that make me praise Him
Make a joyful noise unto Him all ye lands
Does that make me praise Him
Come on and raise your hands and praise The Most High
Does that make me praise Him
Yehudah, praise I'm made for this
Yahuah, Messiah I was saved for this, Selah

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