Prayer - Peter Cottontale, Hoko, Darius Scott

Thank you, Jesus

Thank you, Jesus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Jesus

(Oh-oh-oh…)

Jesus (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

(Oh-oh-oh…)

Jesus, Jesus

I think I’m runnin' out of time

I think I’m goin' blind

I always think I’m 'bout to die

Tattle-tale, tellin' stories of his life

I’m lookin' for the truth

I’m runnin' from my lies, I think I’ve lost my mind (I think I lost my mind)

But I found gold

At a fork in the road

Lookin' for my way back home

Even with my imperfections I love myself more than ever

Only can I thank my God in Heaven for providin' for me (Providin' for me, yeah)

So I can bless you (So I can bless you)

So He’ll guide my feet (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

So I can pull through (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh)

Bedside lay, unbound my hand

Jesus' name, I pray (Pray to the Father)

Guide me over, great Jehovah (Oh-oh-oh…)

He’ll come through this barren land

I get weak, but thou art my knees (Oh-oh-oh…)

Hold me

I used to pray every mornin'

Before I had class, I used to walk by the park

They made me straighten my hat

I used to fall on the beach, scream in the sand

I used to sit in the shower, hold my thoughts in my hand

I used to pray on the bus, sit at the back

They made us sit in the back

I used to fish with my mom, used to play catch with my dad

I went to church with my mom, but now I pray to my Dad

I had to clean his apartment, the carpet was red

I bought my mama a crib, I put it all on my back

Surgery all on my back, I used to sleep in my car

And back down the ave, I used to run out of gas

I used to play in the park, I used to sleep on the bench

Too late, I’m out my head

Jesus, you will provide

Amen