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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Canton Jones
Canton Jones
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Canton Jones
Canton Jones
Writer
Deitrick Haddon
Deitrick Haddon
Writer
DPB
DPB
Writer
Mr. Del
Mr. Del
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Canton Jones
Canton Jones
Producer

Lyrics

Hallelujah Dear God I give You all the Honor I give You all the praise And I will give You the Glory For the rest of my days I lift up my hands And I lift up my voice And I'll shout it on the mountain I'll make Jesus my choice Lord we invite Your presence, have your way And let Your glory fill this place Baptize me with your fire All over my body I'm walking in Your Glory So I can reach somebody Had fortune and fame But that couldn't fix me I was walking in chains Till You Holy Ghost hit me These are the last days Our days on earth are numbered Church, we got to keep moving No sleep, no slumber We got to keep fighting until the last breath Got to let the world know there's life after death Can you see it, can you see it Can you feel Him It's His Glory, standing before thee Got to tell the story Like I'm standing up on Maury, Povich Not gonna sugar coat it Jesus made me Holy, I'm hittin the streets boldly I'm telling them what They told me Hold it, getting thick Are you listenin, People dreaming dreams, prophesying, having visions Revival breaking out, have them crying in repentance Thousands on foot, doing hood street missions So listen Glory, Halleluj, How it do, what's the deal ah Cooking up another With my brother on the real ah Comin in the presence and the Glory Bout to fill ah Actin like you're hard But you're softer than chinchilla When the Holy Ghost Takes control of your body Jeremiah fire got ya feelin lodi dodi Couldn't keep it to myself I had to tell somebody Now I'm reppin my Jehovah And I'll never say I'm sorry When I step up in the gates I got to give Him thanks When I enter in His courts I got to give Him praise I ain't worried bout a thang Cause I'm walking in faith Move mountains with my mouth I believe what I say, hey Hallelujah, Hallelujah When I think about His goodness It's just doin something to ya So excuse me miss I'm about to get my show up And do my Holy dance Off of praise in advance, Hallelujah
Writer(s): Tyler Emmitt Perry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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