We ask for justice we ask for peace

But none can do so as Elohim

He who allows us to open are eyes

and to see another clear sky

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He sent his son as the perfect lamb 

To bring both light and a fighting chance

For those who believe in him

To be saved and free from sin

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Not knowing him we're good as dead

For not knowing the blood he's shed

In the end there's many stories 

But none compares to YAH'S GLORY

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