Calling Me (feat. Papa San)
Calling Me (Featuring Papa San)
Calling me to a higher place
Calling me to a higher level
I wanna go to a higher place
I wanna go to a higher level
Keeping my eyes fixed on the prize
I will not be denied
Devil trying to push me to the left and the right
But, I will not even blink one eye
Focus, I am gonna get there
Until me Jesus Christ become the perfect pair,
Two becoming one
Lord I lift my hands I surrender all
Calling me to a higher place
Calling me to a higher level
I wanna go to a higher place
I wanna go to a higher level
2 I(Papa son)
A Him set me straight when mi poor and naked
Fill me with love when mi wicked and wretched
Forgive me of my sins and brush off and call me blessed
Enlarge my territories like mi friend weh name Jabez
With mi hands stretched forth, and my face hit the floor
Then You start talk to me, about the blessing of the poor
A You have the remedy di cure
Take me to the secret place Jesus You a di door
Move every chain and every shackle
A You fight mi battle; please take me to Your tabernacle (God)
In the beauty of Your Holiness, when I'm here I will be find rest
Calling me to a higher place
Calling me to a higher level
I wanna go to a higher place
I wanna go to a higher level
Calling me to a higher place
Calling me to a higher level
I wanna go to a higher place
I wanna go to a higher level
Keeping my eyes fixed on the prize
I will not be denied
Devil trying to push me to the left and the right
But, I will not even blink one eye
Focus, I am gonna get there
Until me Jesus Christ become the perfect pair,
Two becoming one
Lord I lift my hands I surrender all
Calling me to a higher place
Calling me to a higher level
I wanna go to a higher place
I wanna go to a higher level
2 I(Papa son)
A Him set me straight when mi poor and naked
Fill me with love when mi wicked and wretched
Forgive me of my sins and brush off and call me blessed
Enlarge my territories like mi friend weh name Jabez
With mi hands stretched forth, and my face hit the floor
Then You start talk to me, about the blessing of the poor
A You have the remedy di cure
Take me to the secret place Jesus You a di door
Move every chain and every shackle
A You fight mi battle; please take me to Your tabernacle (God)
In the beauty of Your Holiness, when I'm here I will be find rest
Calling me to a higher place
Calling me to a higher level
I wanna go to a higher place
I wanna go to a higher level
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Thompson, Breyan Stanley Issac, Kristine Alicia Mccaw
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