You are my God, my redeemer, my father,
Teach me how you and I can be birds of a feather,
See me through as these struggles take me down to my knees,
Give me your hand, your blessing is my plea,
The burden is heavy for me, lord I can’t climb this tree,
It’s only you that can set me free.
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My redeemer, my father,
You who allow crops and weeds grow together,
You know how they’re trying to put me down like wrestling you can call them
Flair,
See, they left me unsure like truth or dare,
But when I go through pain like Israel before Red Sea,
Lord remind me, always your goodness to see,
Teach me to love you like no other,
Coz you are my God, my redeemer, my father,.
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My redeemer, my father,
They wanna make me trend like Lupita on Panther,
Not for the good I’ve done, but all for bad reasons,
Use me Lord, let them know yo not with me for a season,
And when riches wanna make me from you to flee,
Remind me that it’s you who gave me this success key,
Your love for me, like cotton is fine,
You are my God, let me call you mine.
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That’s very okay. Thank you
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Amen and God bless
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