) Final Breath Wayne Ray Chavis Songtext
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) Final Breath Wayne Ray Chavis Songtext
They said on my final breath I could call out to Jesus
And I thought what if I died in my sleep
Will I walk on streets that are paved in gold
Or will I burn in the fires down below
I know what its like to be whiskey bent
And sometimes my thoughts are nothing more than sin
Its a hallalooja time to be a christian these days
And sometimes all i pray for is His mercy and His grace
Theres a sweeping light of Jesus across this great nation
And man Im so glad I got the invitation
Do you think him each day for the air that you breath
Or do you only call on him when you have a great need
Oh they said on my final breath I could call out to Jesus
And I thought
What if
I died in my sleep
Will I walk on streets that are paved in gold
Or will I burn in the fires down below
My faith lies between the pages that I read
And ole King James is the only book I believe
Yeah they said on my final breath I could call out to Jesus
And I thought
What if
I died in my sleep
Will I walk on streets that are paved in gold
Or will I burn in the fires down below
And I thought what if I died in my sleep
Will I walk on streets that are paved in gold
Or will I burn in the fires down below
I know what its like to be whiskey bent
And sometimes my thoughts are nothing more than sin
Its a hallalooja time to be a christian these days
And sometimes all i pray for is His mercy and His grace
Theres a sweeping light of Jesus across this great nation
And man Im so glad I got the invitation
Do you think him each day for the air that you breath
Or do you only call on him when you have a great need
Oh they said on my final breath I could call out to Jesus
And I thought
What if
I died in my sleep
Will I walk on streets that are paved in gold
Or will I burn in the fires down below
My faith lies between the pages that I read
And ole King James is the only book I believe
Yeah they said on my final breath I could call out to Jesus
And I thought
What if
I died in my sleep
Will I walk on streets that are paved in gold
Or will I burn in the fires down below
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