Jesse Burrell- J.E.S. - Gods Breath (feat. Prod by Raylew)

I know the odds against
But if God is for me who can stand against
Standing only on his word why you on the fence
The world can offer me it's best but I'm not impressed
No longer underneath the curse but God blessed
Only stopping just to stretch yeah that's progress
Don't got to stop to catch my breath that's God's breath
Can't walk in the flesh because that shortcut will always take the longest
Expect every promise respect yeah process
His faithfulness my confidence
Not if
Only win
No losses
Only wins
No matter what the comp is
Can't get a lost got the compass
So many alive but unconscious
I can see it in your eyes no you want it
Can't pay the price because the devil got you out so of pocket
Wrong socket powerless
Form of godliness but denying who the true power is
One way move out of his
One day is going to come back and no man knows what that hour is
With that number want to be counted with
More you study the real then easier to tell when it's counterfeit
The sheep from the outfits
Preying on the weak and asleep who ain't figured it out yet
But some of us have though
Yeah best believe dad knows
So you don't get a pass bro
Every paycheck from that sin gonna cash those

I know the odds against
But if God is for me who can stand against
Standing only on his word why you on the fence
The world can offer me it's best but I'm not impressed
No longer underneath the curse but God blessed
Only stopping just to stretch yeah that's progress
Don't got to stop to catch my breath that's God's breath
Can't walk in the flesh because that shortcut will always take the longest

Doubted like Thomas till i seen it
With my own eyes
Felt the touch from Jesus in my own life
No longer something I was hearing
But something I was living closer that I got near him
Signs and wonders still appearing gotta let the ghost ride keep him steering
Perfect love not letting fear win
But casted out like Andre and Big Boi
Cus His word yeah doesn't return void
Gives that fullness of joy in His presence
And at his right hand treasures that's endless
Wasn't my hand when his never slipped
When my feet nearly did when of the wicked I was envious
But their wealth is stored up for the righteous
His name higher than those housing prices
Supplier of all my needs and protecting me
From everything I didn't only giving yeah what's best for me

Written by:
Jesse Burrell

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