There's no prayer I could say, no advice I could take, no pill that would make me feel better. There's no fountain to seek, no cup I could drink. I know
There's no prayer I could say, no advice I could take No pill that would make me feel better There's no fountain to see, no cup I could drink. I know
: There's no prayer I could say, no advice I could take No pill that would make me feel better There's no fountain to see, no cup I could drink. I know
s and crushed linen Praise your name, I know some of them hate their due Judgment day, don't they know they can't escape your crew I'm just trying to live right and pray
Whoa oh oh oh sweet love of mine She's got eyes of the bluest sky and if they thought of rain I'd hate to look in to those eyes and see an ounce of
, are you near me? Papa, can you hear me? Papa, can you help me not to be frightened? Looking at the skies, I seem to see a million eyes Which ones are
's kinda hard to view paradise But if you just try close your eyes, you can view it But reality hits you soon as you open your eyes You find that you
Some niggas wanna be like Mike I'd rather be like Christ so at the end, I'll see bright lights (Like Christ, bright lights) I save a prayer for the fallen
again For what's done is done and what's won is won And what's lost is lost and gone for ever I can only pray for a bright, brand new day In the town
another day Let come whatever Tonight or never I'll through the mask away Beloved with all my heart I love you With every breath I pray some day You
na na na na na na na na na na na I be ridin' 24 with them batman doors I be ridin' 24 with them batman doors [v.I.C.] Now when you see dem boys comin' with them judo eyes and them bright
PRAYER God - our heavenly Father. Oh, God - and my father Who is also in heaven. May the light Of this flickering candle Illuminate the night the way
and joy Oh tidings of comfort and joy Fear not said the angel Let nothing you affright This day is born a savior Of the pure virgin bright To free
that you're not alone And you say that I hurt you, in a voice like a prayer Yeah, you say that I've hurt you, and your voice is like a prayer Yeah,
coming, but in this world of sin Where meek souls will receive him still, the dear christ enters in. Oh holy child of bethlehem, descend to us we pray
