Swing Low (feat. Jon Keith & Shua)

We pray for hope

On a long dark night

In your eyes

I can see you’re tired

I know you’ve grown

You love the skin that you were given

But feel that dream

Is closing in, wait a minute

There’s another name

On the news

And I bow my head

Again for you

When this don't feel like freedom

When I can’t see that dream

Would You swing low

Sweet Lord

And be my home

When we’re tired and weary

Let the people pray

Would You swing low

Sweet Lord

And be my home

(Swing Low)

Shout their names

On a million streets

Loud enough

That God might hear

Lift your head

And Get your feet

Back underneath you

To feel that dream is closing in

Is so familiar

There’s another name

On the news

And I bow my head

Again for you

When this don't feel like freedom

When I can’t see that dream

Would You swing low

Sweet Lord

And be my home

When we’re tired and weary

Let the people pray

Would You swing low

Sweet Lord

And be my home

(Swing Low)

I don't turn to channel 10

Never been good with pretend

Always, “here we go again”

When does this end? (Woah)

You say things like, “no offense”

That could be me or my kin

What do I do when even friends don’t listen (Yeah)

Don't give me reasons

To say why I'm bleeding

Like it’s for my healing

Im way to real

I wanna get even

But I still believe in

Running to Jesus

When this don't feel like freedom

When I can’t see that dream

Would You swing low

Sweet Lord

And be my home

When we’re tired and weary

Let the people pray

Would You swing low

Sweet Lord

And be my home

(Swing Low)