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Thy word is a lamp unto my feet And a light unto my path. Thy word is a lamp unto my feet And a light unto my path. When I feel afraid, And think Ive
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s no answer When I had your love I didn't know the words to say Those words to make you stay I should have said Lover, lover Lover be thy name
Messenger of Fear in sight Dark deception kills the light Hybrid children watch the sea Pray for Father, roaming free fearless Wretch insanity He watches
O hear us when we cry to Thee For those in Peril on the sea Oh Christ whose voice the waters heard And hushed their raging at Thy word Who walkest on
raven never more And the raven sitting lonely, staring sickly at my male sex only That one word as if his soul in that one word, he did outpour, pathetic
roof tops Thy will be done B-b-bite the nose off and make it the most of King, kingdom, kingdom, kingdom You kill when you talk and the enemy weakens Your words
(We shall live again) Stretch out your arms, now tip and swing Rude up thy bird, tayi, tayi Threw out the shoe over the soil Dust off the words that
Music by William J. Kirkpatrick / Words Unknown Away in a manger, no crib for a bed The little Lord Jesus laid down His sweet head The stars in the
come from where I come And I don't mind being assessed But let's not forget like I hate it When [Incomprehensible] my ground was done Thy kingdoms come Just words
helped him cross the highway Oh Lord, I cried his burdens are greater than mine I can see the light of day, I need not feel my way Yes, thy burdens are
the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe
hustlin backwards Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster Back to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus They couldn't find the words
topical norm a tropical storm, it?s a fuckin? disaster Back to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus They couldn?t find the words to describe me
rhymes leave damage, And foes to oppose, Cut Father Didnt manage to erase me out the game. SouthEast 6 1 9 battle veteran In a competition I victimize. Word spray, ghetto word
motive They made a toast to my death, I rose to my feet With the heat close to my flesh May I say these last words to my enemies passing the Earth? Laughing
the devil had planned it Rape then pillage everyone on the planet Then give 'em fake gods at odds with Allah Love thy enemy and all that hooplah Hear close to the words