Luyện nghe bài hát Made Straight

So dies hard, right?
But when rightfully humbled, God shows up in burning
May we step the fray like "I got something to say"
May we hold no armies, no weapons, no ceremonial
Just a walking stick of an and not an ounce of fear
May we a faith birthed out of a revelation of promise
A reflex caused by what you to be true of God
Life is not a comic
There are no perfect or villains, just us
We are oxygen tanks tossed to capsize murderers
Resting on his power of deliverance and the integrity to it
May I stand in the belly of Babylon is biting
In the vein of the best metaphor of love exists for
May my legacy be permanently associated with hated
An exodus from Exodus with zero concern for Pharaoh thinks
May we be crooked
And we are not without hope or hoping in hope alone
shows that this land is not our home
We are sojourners out what a past action bought us
With the knowledge that we have yet to see the of what it got us
All of groaning, labor aches and pains
Like the of a planet's moon could make Saturn's rings
My crooked soul covered in blood
Blessing is a perspective, the ironic of cancer
If I could bottle the feeling where every a blessing
'Cause every breath could be your last one man, the answer
Be patient with one another, be gracious 'cause our time is
Remember you too were once in 'fore he brought forth
Christ the hope of sealed our eternity
Purchased permanently, by Him worthy
But my mouth has yet to catch up what my heart knows
And my heart is still behind my library, it's scary
no plaques on my wall
'Cept the influence I had on those with plaques on wall
It leave a man salty like "when it finna be my turn?"
And a lower me is leaning towards an beneath me
And I am just them, a systemic participant
Longing for and hoping in salvation
Yeah, in salvation
Waiting for the day He make the way straight

We march on a road
And we raise our
And we raise our
Justice is to roll
Like a river
a river wide

Glorious of our soul's gentrification
But the purchaser put us out, he paid all our mortgages
And repaved the streets and found for the orphans
Once under the of an unbearable slum lord
Dumb son of a gun rescue could never come lord
And we all him and took matters into our own hands
And a filthy mess of our own homelands
And crimes of survival, they were of a flawed system
And we only got ourselves to blame, our cheating little
But the hope of love and acceptance
That racism and sexism, the blessed
Day we don't look down on the poor like we ain't them
And they not us and gender ain't [fought off a among us
The already but not yet, so we for it with joy and anticipation
For the time keeper comes soon and make the crooked way straight

We on a crooked road
And we our eyes
And we our eyes
is going to roll
Like a river
Like a river

I'm really starting to enjoy my alone as I'm getting older
I've started to I'm becoming more introverted
declutter
Finding I don't need a lot of to get me over
And you can turn the down
I like it when the even in my head
Sometimes I find the volume is peaking in my
in the red and it's not sustainable
Help me to remember of mind
Despite would be happening
And on to the quiet
Remember the
me remember the quiet
Remember the