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Oo Lord Almighty you're the greatest
The creator of heaven and earth and all thinks
That exist in it.You're our king and we're your servants
You're the creator and we're your creator
You've given me wisdom and knowledge
You've given a gift to your beloved son
Once I was nobody now you've made me somebody
In your presence I came
In God's name I shall not perish.
Who shall I fear but you
Wise up and recognize the true God
We're breaking all the idiots to build
I'm not crazy
Beloved son of God I can do his will
Living God strengthen me
Evil is at work
It's a pity pity
His blessings are raining on us
We're protected
O lord let us fool your presence
All their efforts are in vain
They keep doing evil But we shall overcome
You do and we follow
If you live we live
Nothing exists without you
O this our troubled world
Some live and die without seeing
Some live and die without hearing
Some live and die without talking
Some are sad Others are happy
Someone Dies another is Born
Someone Laughs
Someone Cries
Your moment of joy is someone moment of Pain
It's Hot in the East
And Cold in the West
No I'll say it
They say too much of everything is Bad.
But you can never get too much of the Good News.
Keep Spreading the Message
We all came from the same descendant
While others wish me Good
Others wish me Bad You must learn to forgive
May born
Little Boy Tinny
The lord is my shepherd
Standing firm
In Gods name I am Protected.
We're cursed by our Sin
Now we've aids with no cure
Before I had nothing to eat
Today Look
Everything is fine!
It's not my strength
Or any lesser gods
Prayers will protect me from poisoned food,
Almighty!
The creator of rain and Sunshine
You've made what I am Today
It's sad They'll hear of us
O lord Almighty!
You're the anchor
It's pity+2 it's cool
His blessings fulling on us
I've been blessed from head to toe
Jesus Christ a million thanks
Blessed child of God this is my word
I'm surrounded by your protection!
The works of enemies shall fail by your grace!
Manna shall rain down on us in abundance!
Sometimes things get tough
For many years now I've struggled
But now things have become smooth
Oh last born of my mother
You've lifted me so high
It's only by Your Grace
Hardship and poverty made me a hermit
Written by: Tinny Nii Addo Quaynor
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