Wrap Me In Your Arms

Lyrics

Yeah
 It's crazy for me
 'Cause I just feel different, right now
 It's like I'm to a point where I feel like
 God, I should give You everything
 And that's what I'm gonna do
 I need you Lord
 I want you to use me
 Just wrap me in Your arms, Father
 Yeah
 Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 So I want you to use me
 Father, please fill me up
 Sick of livin' thirsty, I need that water in my cup
 I look out the window of my life, I see a prison
 But for some reason, he gave us the rite to be forgiven
 And I'm no longer in the chains homie that I used to be
 I feel like a drug, It's like a lot of people usin' me, abusin' me
 I usually let it get the best of me
 Sick of givin' half, Lord
 Please just take the rest of me
 Devil was arrestin' me
 Had me in them hand cuffs
 Used to sit down
 Now, I praise Him with my hands up
 Had the wrong runnin' shoes
 I was off track
 Now, I know where I'm runnin' to
 And I ain't goin' back
 See I would rather die than pretend You don't exist
 Got my Bible on my side
 Got no pistol got no clips
 Got my hands up to the sky
 These rappers they can walk it out
 When I say that I'm walkin' I'm dancin'
 That what I'm talkin' 'bout sittin'
 Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Yeah, I know I'm a sinner, Lord
 Yes, time for changes
 Sick of my head hangin' low, like little ants chained us
 I'ma rock stages, that ain't just why I do it
 I'ma pull a Lecrae yeah, and spread that "Jesus music"
 I want you to move me Lord, you give me that energy
 Take me to them places that, I thought that I would never be
 Caught up in that melody, Instead of the ministry
 Jesus took the pain, broke the chains and delivered me
 We go into Church, pray to God, yeah, we worship
 Counter what we preach, and wonder why it isn't workin'
 I been in the same boat, I been in the same shoes
 We're walkin' the same road, I'm dealin' with pain too
 You don't know if he's real, man, I'm tellin' you he's gotta be
 Need Him like oxygen, and everyone's gotta breathe
 Man you gotta see, everybody stand up
 Screamin' at the top of your lungs with your hands up
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Yo, I been to the top, been to the bottom
 Dealt with the pain, dealt with the problem
 Now I'm back in the place again
 Got a mind full of memories, a mind full of sin
 I don't wanna be this way, but the things I do, and the things I say
 Lead me astray, Lord, I just want you to take my sin away
 Life is like the radio, and everything gets overplayed
 Need another station, mind is racin', what's come over me?
 Sin has got me bad within', I'm battlin' like overseas
 I don't just preach in my music boys, So we can shoot the breeze
 Got this music to a T, but that doesn't mean a thing
 If I don't take the gift that Jesus gave me and rep' the King
 See you reppin' the chain, see you reppin' the dough
 Money doesn't run, so tell me what you chase it for
 God's comin' soon, better get strap
 And I ain't talkin' 'bout them pistols or them big gats
 Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the rapture man
 Put your Bible up and yell it 'til it happens, eh
 Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Yeah)
 (Yeah) Lord, I need You
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 Wrap me in Your arms (Ayy)
 

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Duration
05:15
Key
9
Tempo
75 BPM

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