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faith
That we're gonna rise
Up to heaven. Look to heaven.

Lift your eyes up to the stars, dig your feet into the sand
Our help comes from the Lord, got

living fully embraced
Yeah, hands high, encountering Your presence
Oh, it's Your presence
As I dive deep
Lord, I hear You speak
I'm not bound by anything

03 Worship time is ready to start, close your eyes and lift your heart
Redeemed by Jesus blood and love, as Kings and priests we live above
Worthy is

darkest
Night no Brucewayne 
Though you saved my life 
Lord you paid my price 
That's why I lift my hands 
Cause I remember 
Back when I was like 

18 years

drive
Loaded jeans be the mans size
Chosen light be the fam ties
Praise the lord with my hands high
This from Noiz know my mans fire
King on the road so I

gimmicks
I could break down by sinning
But imma keep running to my Jesus
Yeah
Heaven go sweet like an after party
Lift your hands up, bow down, worship only

a soul
I still post up in my hood
The left hand work the gold
My right hand on the dice and
Five grand on the Rolls
I ain't speak to the weatherman but

The Warriors

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

shit
It's Jumpoff! He be the best
Computers rank me number one, blame the BCS, it's they fault

Ask about your boy, I'm nice with my hands
Maybe

twenty-six - forty one
And when these things begin to come to pass
Then look up, lift up your heads for
Your redemption draw nigh, Luke twenty-one -

many open up your heart
Lift up your hands and receive

With a big smile coming from a big heart
Sometimes you need a fresh start
Sometimes you need

side, time to find out 
Anything's what were about

Tried to lift the reel up
But your man's down
Think he's drownin' in the pool out back
Says he loves

I lift up my eyes up to the hills
From where cometh my help
My help cometh from the lord who made heaven and earth
He shall not suffer my feet to be

dropping your queens
By all means
Jot it down
The last you'll remember
Is me on a magazine
Emptying magazines
Spraying all the figurines
Drinking up

the dopest style
Y'all know this how, every rap I lift up, the name Jesus
Smilin' from heaven, Dre, I know you proud
The bars are sharper, even where my heart

your heart out, leave your hate stranded. Adorned by my left hand, Serve as God's right. If there's a nerve left to observe. Adapt to the plan. To all

I Will Love

Hillsong

For All You've Done

2004

I will love You Lord, my strength
I belong to You
I will bless You while I live
And I will lift my hands up in Your name

Jesus, You alone are

too
Ak-town rapper, we backed down never
So I'm finna to take my hood up like Trayvon
Finna hold my hood down
Like your favorite mob
Finna mix some hood

made to praise
I was made to praise You
I was made to praise
I was made to praise You
Hands up I surrender my heart
Just as long as I'm by Your side
Lord

and I do it through this mic
I was just a thug
Filled up with his pride
Till he came in the scene
And he filled me with his light
Yuh
I lift my praises up

I Lift up My Eyes

Eden's Bridge

Celtic Psalms

1998

is your shade at your right hand;
The sun will not harm you by day,
The moon will not harm you by night.

The Lord will keep you from harm;
He

Uh, I pop biscuit's off, your top
I lift it off (Boom boom)
Conway the world is yours
Rest in peace Bobby
You know what the fuck is up, nigga
La la la

It's hard to see the ending when my hands are tied up
But worship is the way I'm getting out
Even in the midst of isolation
This cell won't keep my

I survive
You guys can't walk in My shoes
I'm not Your shoe size
I flipped a couple bricks
Couple birds flew by coke white like it got
Blonde hair

Lion of Judah
I’ll lift my hands up higher to You, my  God, Jesus, Messiah 
I’ll shout at the top of my lungs, one Way, one Truth, one Life
You are