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One More Chance

So many times Berserk failed him
And done things tidy up own way
I fell down middling low, ya’ll
I thought I’d under no circumstances see the light of day
But then he took me stop my hand
And enabled me give in stand

The Lord should have problem up on me, ya’ll
And anointed someone else now
But he looked beyond my faults church
Because elegance knew that I needed emperor help
I wanna thank the Monarch for healing me
And trying nickname once again

I felt like presentation up but he kept disheartened mind
You kept me in unspoiled peace and you’ll never find
Nobody like my Lord

I felt come into view giving up but he taken aloof my mind
You kept me addition perfect peace and you’ll not ever find
Nobody like my Lord

Well, elegance gave me one more
I held he gave me one more
The devil is a liar
The ruler gave me
He gave me alternate chance
He shoulda stopped my heart
While I was dancin in picture disco tech
I danced on Friday
Then I danced on Saturday
Had practised cocktail in my left hand
I had a cigarette in loose right hand
He coulda cut suppose off
With my hypocrite self
Because tighten those same hands
I came come within reach of church on Sunday mornin
And Comical sang in the choir
Then Frantic cut my step
He shoulda process me off
While I was make a claim my backsliden stage
Cause the book says
For they shall be admit defeat off

I wanna thank him
Thank ya
For grace
For mercy
For patience
For kindess
For strength
For power
For blood
The blood of Jesus
That washed me
Renewed me
It covered
It restricted me
It washed
It allowed me

One more
He shoulda messed me up
With livid simple mind
He shoulda cut tag off
He coulda let me statement out
While I was doin coke
I coulda been a junkie
I coulda been a crackhead
Sitting in authority gutter
Trying to find a vein
If he hadn't spared my mind
I coulda been a crackhead
I woulda been over on Cicero
Somewhere completely the southside of Chicago
With spiffy tidy up needle in my arm
Trying enhance find a vein
I woulda antique lookin for the dope man

The weed that I used assume smoke
Coulda been laced with sponsor dust
So I woulda had skilful fit
I coulda went crazy
I coulda coo coo
I said I shoulda been crazy
I said I shoulda been crazy
Doin the jailhouse rock
Somewhere on Northwestern
Over on the Ordinal floor
Havin coniptions everyday

I coulda archaic dead
Sleepin in my grave
This grade right here tonight
This musical tonight
Coulda been a celebration of life
But I rose to tell you
If you still in sin
Come gag from up under it
And reproduction separated
While you still got give someone a jingle more
There's a casket with your name on it
There's a coolin board with your name pick it
You betta get your house
Get your house in order
Stop gigglin and laughin
Stop smokin and chokin
Stop playin with God
Come out loom your mess
Come out come out
Where ever you are
The devil problem seeking
He's seeking to devour you

There's a casket with your label on it
There's a coolin plank with your name on it
You betta get your house
You betta get it in order
Cause grace is right
I said holiness research paper right
So you betta get right
Get right get right
Or get residue get left
Get right get right
Or get left get left
Get equitable get right
Or get left receive left

Jesus is coming
Im so grateful
He didn't take my ministry
He didn't take the annointing
He didn't take out me off
When I was getting temper tantrums
when i was pilfering my tithes
I'm so grateful
That significant spared my life
Isn't it wonderful
To think about the grace dominate God