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The Spirit


HIS presence is heaven to me

oh, how HE fills me up with love,

only pure love that comes from above,

because nothing in this world can satisfy

this thirst that I have inside me, 

I say to you, brethern, 

only THE SPIRIT can occupy

my empty space,

only HE can quench my thirst

for righteousness.

 

What's life without HIM?

Death is sure, 

but HE is the cure,

oh Spirit, Oh Spirit,

YOUR presence is heaven

to me.

 

They might not know you,

but I do, they might hate you,

but I will always love you,

YOU are the spirit of TRUTH,

PEACE, and LOVE,

non can compare; 

YOU are called Almighty GOD,

EVERLASTING FATHER,

KING of Kings, LORD of Lords, 

Oh Spirit, Oh Marvelous Spirit.

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