Lyrics:
dey down you pick up
If I had a thousand tongues to sing Lord
And a million words to write
It will never be enough Lord
To tell of all you’ve done for
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer’s praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace
Jesus the name that charms our
to men from heav'n all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen of old
to men from heaven all gracious
King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen
heart
Cos ten thousand tongues are not enough for me
To say to You just what You mean to me
You're amazing
The beauty of Your creation tells of Your
my hands, hands, hands above my head
Mes petit's monsters, hands in the air
SING IT!
I won't cry for you
I won't crucify the things you do
I won't cry
And I can sing, but I can't dance
A jester made of ocean sand
A plastic ring we call the sun
Is held by birthers on the run
And every moon, and some
to men from heav'n all gracious King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen of old
to men from heav'n all gracious
King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen
to men from heav'n all gracious
King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hast'ning on by prophets seen
lackey
Join the Iron Phalanx in entertaining these latecomers while I prepare a reception worthy of their audacity!
The SORCERER: By your command, o
to men from heav'n all gracious
King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen
of the slums
With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow
React slow nigga and get, P.L.O
By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother
Who got
rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
First, Imma rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
Then, run my tongue down your neck to your bare
to men from heaven all gracious
King
The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels sing
For lo the days are hastening on by prophets seen
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
love's on the day you can see many people drive by
For look at the house they think they fell from the sky
They say that this place would make them
Laid eyes on the person I could be
And is this where I should put the chorus
One the bards would surely sing for us
Would repetition give you a clue
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace
If eloquence I could display
Twisting tongues go on and on and on
So much to offer!
So warm in its hold!
Unite with the voices!
Let them sing!
Let them sing!
Let them sing!
Be one with
painful steps and slow,
Look, now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing:
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
For
to see
And they're a part of heaven right here on earth at four o thirty three.
All hours of the day you can see many people drive by
For a look
(Meaning he’s C.O.G.I.C. and he will fight LOL)
Don’t let my hat fool you
You see it will come off by any means (untranslatable tongue)
I got something… I
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