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letra de prayer closet - maskil.

[verse 1 – maskil.]

i don’t wanna go astray, lord
not another day
let me not reject direction while it still is called today
i’m fillin’ up my oil while the others love to play
i gotta pray here in this garden awake, lest i’m swept away
you’re pressing me like fruit, gethsemane upon my knees
my world is quickly fading, eternity is all i see
god you’re everything i need, set me free like jubilees
i’m just wantin’ to believe, heal me of my disbelief
no matter the cost, you were endurin’ the cross
it’s a hebrews 12 matter, countin’ my gain as loss
more than just emotions, dedication’s got to plunder
all my worldly wills and burn my flesh just like it’s summer
and though this road is gettin’ rough and tough like rock quarries
i keep my eye up, because i know that he is comin’ shortly
and sometimes tears on a page write a bitter story
but not for me when christ receives us into eternal glory
(like that!)

[verse 2 – maskil.]

feels like i’m seein’ for the first time
down on my knees
diggin’ up in the word, seein’ some things i never seen
like a mirror, the word reflects me, and i ain’t clean
but like a filthy screen door, still you open me up to intervene
i’m leanin’ on christ, ain’t no crutch gon’ keep me straight
when crooked paths are laid before where sin had got the right-of-way
so right away i gotta meditate, i’ll sit and wait
i write away on pages fillin’ papers like a crate
(with) hip hop prayers, knowin’ that jesus can relate
to the sufferin’s of the flesh, cuz he was in the same state
while my flesh dies, his word alone it will remain
and lookin’ unto the kingdom shows rewards for every pain
this ain’t a game, for sufferin’ must occur
for those who bare his name, but we gotta endure
so keep on pressin’ on for every day of the week
i can’t wait to see the day he wipes the tears that we weep
the tears that we weep
[verse 3 – abraham diallo]

i used to wanna be in the hall of fame
now i wanna be in the hall of faith
with all the patriarchs, their names will never fade
my generation in a different phase
good is evil, evil is good now
i’m not amazed, i’m prepared for these comin’ days
a lukewarm believer is like a bush that’s not ablaze
servin’ god is not a game, it’s not about followin’ plays
this is war, this is war, this is war
‘tween the truth and the counterfeits
it’s gettin’ worse than before
the spirit sharpen my sword, now i’m ready to swing
i’m ready to bring the light in darkness
wickedness don’t dwell with me
i still bless his holy name, even if it ain’t well with me
yeshua is my standard, i’m followin’ his example
he gave me authority over all the snakes that i trample
over all the snakes that i trample

- maskil

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