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Tsohg yloh eht dna 
The Son
Nos eht
And the Holy Ghost
Rehtaf eht
The Father

Have mercy on us

Inverted sands fall still in this chamber
Immured

Who preach in the name of their holy father
Expressing more hate than the ones they say to fear

Her face battered
Her life destroyed
By those who she

a merch
My Past be full of doom u never need a search
Don’t even try assume
That will get u burnt
Henny in the system in a hour I’ll be turnt
In an hour

You've got nothing
More to give
Damnation is you only friend
By the darkest night
When the loneliest hour comes
You listen to the voices
Going louder

Spirit have your way
I need you in the lonely hour, Holy Spirit burning fire in me
Burn a fire in me, burn a fire in me
God loves me, God loves you too
God

A bus the yellow lighting of the gas station
Against the dark hours of
Midnight fast asleep
Silence my head slumped over
My mom's shoulder her
Voice

of need is every hour

I need thee every hour
Most holy one
Oh make me thine indeed
Thou blessed son 

I need thee oh I need thee (I need thee, Lord)
Every

through our windows
Burning down our doors
This holy water is the cure

(You did this to yourself)

I’m surrounded by opposition to my soul
If there were

bold in the Faith by the Holy Spirit
You designed me for these moments I'm gon' represent
Stand before kings and queens wherever I am sent

you see you see
One day we will bond in holy matrimony
A ceremony
I'm so grateful that your here with me
Here with me, don't ever wake me from this

the morning
Holy, are you, God
righteous are your judgments
In the midnight hour
I meditate on your
Commandments, my lord
I will keep your statutes
Plant me

Colored People

dc Talk

Welcome to the Freak Show: Live in Concert

1997

place
We're colored people, and they call us the human race
We've got a history so full of mistakes
And we are colored people who depend on a Holy

forgiveness
There’s no cure for addiction
Lil shawty turn me savage
Now these others just my victims
It’s after hours now I’m heartless on the weekend
I’m

Now I’m up I say
and I can conquer anything
at least for these few hours
I can hold your hand and smile
so let us brave the rain
and walk our city

Is there a cure for sadness?
Is there a cure for me?
I don't let myself show love, that's my foreign policy
I been tryna stand up now a mothafucka be

guess I'm meant to be reflective of our real sense 
Or lack thereof, we need a slap across the face 
Cuz every act enacted by the magistrate is tactic

Brother Harold Dee

Porter Wagoner

Porter Wagoner Sings His Own

untouched by the last of the three
Just God's Holy Bible would interest Harold Dee
But he'd read it and recite it in his study for days
Without eating

Beyond Eleventh Hour

Cradle of Filth

Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa [Deluxe Edition]

2010

Part of the garden, her dark Eden
Fed blood by poisoned fronds
My heart hardened in her wet season
Treading mud in her slough of despond
But only now

see fit
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself

It's golden hour somewhere
It's golden hour somewhere
It's golden hour somewhere

prominent modern city envy
Subtly bloodied up, what a seedy media frenzy
I found a cure for cancer but it wasn't radio friendly

Nah nah nah nah nah nah

coughin', chiefin', blowin' heavy holy dope
Playa fuckin' blessed by that funk, crunk by onion weed
Don't you think you higher than Lil Fly 'til you snort

wings 
With eyes everywhere looking outwards and inwards 
Day and night they cried unceasingly 
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God 
And now I saw that he

Don't lose that opportunity by selling out to the demonic systems of the world
Listen as the Holy Spirit is speaking
Close your mouth and open your ears

man!
And the pale cure sharped cold bodies
Cold bodies, cold bodies!
Designed by God himself
God himself, God himself!

Drawing and sculpting we can