Prayer

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Thank you, Jesus
 Thank you, Jesus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
 Jesus
 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
 Jesus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
 Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
 Jesus, Jesus
 I think I'm runnin' out of time
 I think I'm goin' blind
 I always think I'm 'bout to die
 Tattle-tale, tellin' stories of his life
 I'm lookin' for the truth
 I'm runnin' from my lies,
 I think I've lost my mind (I think I lost my mind)
 But I found gold
 At a fork in the road
 Lookin' for my way back home
 Even with my imperfections I love myself more than ever
 Only can I thank my God in Heaven for
 Providin' for me (Providin' for me, yeah)
 So I can bless you (So I can bless you)
 So He'll guide my feet (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
 So I can pull through (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)
 Bedside lay, unbound my hand
 Jesus' name, I pray (Pray to the Father)
 Guide me over, great Jehovah (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
 He'll come through this barren land
 I get weak, but thou art mighty (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
 Hold me with thou powerful hand
 I used to pray every mornin'
 Before I had class, I used to walk by the park
 They made me straighten my hat
 I used to fall on the beach, scream in the sand
 I used to sit in the shower, hold my thoughts in my hand
 I used to pray on the bus, sit at the back
 They made us sit in the back
 I used to fish with my mom, used to play catch with my dad
 I went to church with my mom, but now I pray to my Dad
 I had to clean his apartment, the carpet was red
 I bought my mama a crib, I put it all on my back
 Surgery all on my back, I used to sleep in my car
 And back down the ave, I used to run out of gas
 I used to play in the park, I used to sleep on the bench
 Too late, I'm out my head
 Jesus, you will provide
 Amen
 

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Duration
03:02
Key
2
Tempo
126 BPM

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