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AgnusDei
Guest
I speak all the time
always sharing every word
I put the inspiration
and the meaning altogether
God is my name
and I create every word
I wrote the Bible
using thousand hands
I wrote the Psalms
using many minds
My signature is written
of pure vivid red blood
Those words are mine
and mine alone
I bring life within each word
My handwriting is present in every page
My words are open to everyone
The adult, the young
and even the children
that spend time playing with toys
I wrote the Bible
using thousand hands
I wrote the Psalms
using many minds
My signature is written
of pure vivid red blood
Those words are mine
and mine alone
Many people ignore my name
They despise my words every day
They think my words are futile
That my words are dead
But here I come again
to extend my hand and sow my words
And again all the tongues
that despised me fiercely
will end up praising me
and the glory will be mine once again
I wrote the Bible
and I meant every word
I wrote the Psalms
and I meant every promise I said
My pen is a cross made of wood
Those words are mine
and mine alone
I wrote the Bible
and I designed every book
I wrote the Psalms
and I unleashed power in them
This book is my creation
my idea and my gift to the world
Those words are mine
and mine alone
My name is God
and those words are mine
always sharing every word
I put the inspiration
and the meaning altogether
God is my name
and I create every word
I wrote the Bible
using thousand hands
I wrote the Psalms
using many minds
My signature is written
of pure vivid red blood
Those words are mine
and mine alone
I bring life within each word
My handwriting is present in every page
My words are open to everyone
The adult, the young
and even the children
that spend time playing with toys
I wrote the Bible
using thousand hands
I wrote the Psalms
using many minds
My signature is written
of pure vivid red blood
Those words are mine
and mine alone
Many people ignore my name
They despise my words every day
They think my words are futile
That my words are dead
But here I come again
to extend my hand and sow my words
And again all the tongues
that despised me fiercely
will end up praising me
and the glory will be mine once again
I wrote the Bible
and I meant every word
I wrote the Psalms
and I meant every promise I said
My pen is a cross made of wood
Those words are mine
and mine alone
I wrote the Bible
and I designed every book
I wrote the Psalms
and I unleashed power in them
This book is my creation
my idea and my gift to the world
Those words are mine
and mine alone
My name is God
and those words are mine
