Joy
Lift every voice and sing
Praise to him
He will supply your needs and
Keep you from sin
Let go of your mistakes
And walk right in faith
Just trust in him because
He'll make a way
Now everybody Say
Weeping
Endures for a night
But joy
In the morning shines so bright
They tell me it's gone be alright
When I'm going through
If I never went
However could I tell you
Frustrated but I made it
With a lot of patience
Tell me how I'm feeling better
But I'm so forsaken
I been deep inside my word so I keep it sacred
I'm aceing tests like it's nothing but I'm never graded
The one they hate
It ain't a race
I just sit back and wait
Gotta story can relate
Ain't gotta clean slate
Came from the hood but it ain't in me
Ain't in to doing crimes
I rather bless you
And be friendly And keep writing rhymes
But it's gone be alright
Ain't gotta fight
See visions late at night
That I'm taken flights
I'm really trying to shine bright
can't even sleep
Sometimes I weep
Can't let the devil creep
I Know I'm strong
But I feel week
And In his face I seek
Probably the realest
Been to realest
Since my mama woam
Trynna be the greatest
Walking dead but I ain't in the tomb
Lift every voice and sing
Praise to him
He will supply your needs and
Keep you from sin
Let go of your mistakes
And walk right in faith
Just trust in him because
He'll make a way
Now everybody Say
Weeping
Endures for a night
But joy
In the morning shines so bright
Praise to him
He will supply your needs and
Keep you from sin
Let go of your mistakes
And walk right in faith
Just trust in him because
He'll make a way
Now everybody Say
Weeping
Endures for a night
But joy
In the morning shines so bright
They tell me it's gone be alright
When I'm going through
If I never went
However could I tell you
Frustrated but I made it
With a lot of patience
Tell me how I'm feeling better
But I'm so forsaken
I been deep inside my word so I keep it sacred
I'm aceing tests like it's nothing but I'm never graded
The one they hate
It ain't a race
I just sit back and wait
Gotta story can relate
Ain't gotta clean slate
Came from the hood but it ain't in me
Ain't in to doing crimes
I rather bless you
And be friendly And keep writing rhymes
But it's gone be alright
Ain't gotta fight
See visions late at night
That I'm taken flights
I'm really trying to shine bright
can't even sleep
Sometimes I weep
Can't let the devil creep
I Know I'm strong
But I feel week
And In his face I seek
Probably the realest
Been to realest
Since my mama woam
Trynna be the greatest
Walking dead but I ain't in the tomb
Lift every voice and sing
Praise to him
He will supply your needs and
Keep you from sin
Let go of your mistakes
And walk right in faith
Just trust in him because
He'll make a way
Now everybody Say
Weeping
Endures for a night
But joy
In the morning shines so bright
Credits
Writer(s): Rickey Parks
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