Mamre Lyrics

I hear people talking like I lost it

Many living without knowing what the cost is

Please Lord show me where the cross is

Teach me to grow into one of your Apostles

Ay the beat comes kicking pretty massive

Fresh fantastic apples in my basket

Madness had me trapped in a plastic bag

Suffocating me in battery acid

Praise to the King killing my demons

Jesus mamre healing my bleeding

Peeling my greed off the way I was dreaming I was deceived

But He snatched me from the team I've been in

Man I really gotta cut the cords

With the forces opposing the Holy Lord

You're my shield and my sword everyday I love You more

You're the King of the kings and You already won this war!

You're the fire that we call

When the darkness rises tall

With You we'll never fall

When the heartless come to get us

We'll stand in the rising storm

With Jesus Christ our Holy Lord

Our King is coming home for glory!

Ladies and Gentlemen the moment ya'll been waiting for

Wannabe James Brown is in the house!

Ough I be feeling like a drawing by Picasso

Mixed up feelings like a latte macchiato

But when I fall I land on my feet como un gato

Welcome to the party let me show you what I got oh!

Turn up speed like a Lamborghini and the Lord is my fuel

Alone I'm done like an old panini and I talk like a fool

I was stalking these jewels walking lawless no rules

I got some shocking news

The Lord is coming back soon woho!

Erea nea ma mamre means My faith is my strength!

Ara ah channa ra hande means Even the sea will split!

Yeshua nea ma mamre means Yeshua is my strength!

Relego teana eanacha ralaha means As pillar of fire He guides us!

You're the fire that we call

When the darkness rises tall

With You we'll never fall

When the heartless come to get us

We'll stand in the rising storm

With Jesus Christ our Holy Lord

Our King is coming home for glory!

Herano mecha teh ma here nea lecha sheme

Herano mecha teh ah menecho teana arra acha shene eh

The King is coming back my Lord will reclaim His glory!

The King is coming back and the birds will feast on the defeated armies!

Yahweh nea ma mamre means Yahweh is my strength!