Luyện nghe bài hát Made Straight

So self-sufficiency dies hard,
But rightfully humbled, God shows up in burning bushes
May we step into the like "I got something to say"
May we no armies, no weapons, no ceremonial authority
Just a walking of an old-timer and not an ounce of fear
May we have a faith out of a revelation of promise
A reflex caused by what you know to be of God
is not a comic book
There are no victims or villains, just us
We are smog-laced oxygen tanks to capsize murderers
Resting on his of deliverance and the integrity to accomplish it
May I stand in the of what Babylon is biting
In the of the best metaphor of what love exists for
May my be permanently associated with those hated
An exodus from Exodus with concern for what Pharaoh thinks
May we be champions
And we are not those without hope or hoping in hope
shows that this land is not our home
We are sojourners living out what a past action us
With the knowledge that we have yet to see the fullness of it got us
All of creation groaning, labor aches and
Like the crushing of a planet's moon could Saturn's rings
My crooked soul in blood stains
Blessing is a perspective, the ironic gift of
If I could bottle the feeling every morning's a blessing
'Cause every breath could be last one man, that's the answer
Be patient one another, be gracious 'cause our time is short
Remember you too were once in darkness 'fore he forth
Christ the hope of glory our eternity
permanently, by only Him worthy
But my mouth has yet to catch up with my heart knows
And my heart is lightyears 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 an attitude beneath me
And I am like them, a systemic participant
Longing for escape and in salvation
Yeah, hoping in
Waiting for the day He the crooked way straight

We march on a crooked
And we our eyes
And we our eyes
Justice is to roll
Like a wide
a river wide

Glorious of our soul's gentrification
But the purchaser ain't put us out, he paid all our
And the streets and found homes for the orphans
Once under the thumb of an unbearable lord
Dumb son of a gun said rescue could never come
And we all believed him and took matters into our own
And made a mess of our own homelands
And crimes of survival, they were proof of a system
And we got ourselves to blame, our cheating little hearts
But the of trans-cultural love and acceptance
erased racism and sexism, the blessed
Day we don't look down on the poor like we like them
And not us and gender ain't [fought off a suicide??] among us
The already but not yet, so we look for it with joy and
For when the time keeper soon and make the crooked way straight

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

I'm really starting to enjoy my alone time as I'm getting
I've to notice I'm becoming more introverted
declutter
Finding I don't need a lot of stimulus to get me
And you can the track down
I like it when the even in my head
Sometimes I find the is peaking in my brain
in the red and it's not sustainable
Help me to remember peace of
Despite what be happening
And hold on to the
Remember the
Help me the quiet
Remember the