Song Lyrics

"Oh My Lord Ft M Moore R Trotter"

by Sho Baraka
Album: Turn My Life Up

' Reach Records

Oh My Lord

Chorus
Oh My Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord (4x)

Verse 1
She can hear the choir clap and hear the deacon hum/ fingers slide across the organ, hear the bass thump/ all the saints in the church on one accord/ singing with a passion to him like 'Oh My Lord'/ through sickness and death, yeah you're still Lord/ through success and wealth, yeah you're still Lord/ but church I got something you could pray for/ the soul of my son that he begins to pray more/ and please Lord save my son from his sins/ although he's locked in prison I pray he be born again/ but at the same time he writes his mom a final note/ sayin sorry for the hurt, trouble, lies and dope/ sorry mom I let you down but I'm losing hope/ but my freedom comes now in a chair and rope/ she gets a letter from the prison and her tears pour/ cuz all she can say is 'Oh My Lord'

Chorus

Verse 2
Reflecting on the words of my praying big brother/ somebody slipped me Helen Baylor's Praying Grandmother/ then I thought of my great grandmother/ a vessel of the Lord sharing signs and wonders/ you couldn't tell me that my granny wasn't saved then/ couldn't see couldn't walk still trying to praise him/ I would sit and just watch in amazement/ she got a strength within that could shame brave men/ but now we would call her faith sort of Ancient/ but her family saw her faith and it changed them/ it took a while for me to realize my granny's faith/ about the same time I realized the Lord's grace/ some would say she didn't have much to live for/ but as long as she lived she knew that he was still Lord/ she didn't have one dollar or cent/ but quiet is kept my great grandma was rich/

Chorus

Verse 3
I've seen a weak man demonstrate strong faith/ I've seen a lame sister running this long race/ I've seen an undeserving people get the Lord's grace/ I've even seen a blind man seeking out the Lord's face/ take a look at the name that the Lord made/ testimonies echo from the grave of the freed slaves/ from Jim Crow laws to protest in the street/ got people on their knees praying Lord bring peace/ A daughter crying cuz her mom's on crack/ her pop's is in prison and her brother's going back/ Lord help em see that you bring life/ and even in the darkness Lord you bring light/ and even that dumb man you make wise/ and even to the weak man you give might/ people saying runaway but not where to/ well my earnest prayer is that they start running to you/


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