From my cradle days, till this very day, I have never ever heard of sin my Jesus paid.
From before time begun, he has never ever changed.
Jesus sent today, just as he was yesterday.
Goodness, favor, mercy, sure, my brother, tell him what you want.
He'll give you everything and more.
Miracle, not the tire of Jesus.
Miracle, not the tire of Jesus.
It's nothing personal, not the tire of Jesus.
The only one before is still the tomb of the dead child.
Miracle, not the tire of Jesus.
My eyes have seen, and my ears have heard,
of the favor and the blessing of the Lord upon my life.
Papa, you're too much, oh.
Jesus now, Papa, overdue, overdue.
Go taste and see that the Lord is good.
Papa, your goodness, it can make my belly full.
Papa, you're too much, oh.
This one, a blessing over your soul.
Miracle, not the tire of Jesus.
Miracle, not the tire of Jesus.
It's a blessing personal, not the tire of Jesus.
The only one before is still the tomb of the dead child.
Miracle, not the tire of Jesus.
It's a blessing, not the tire of Jesus.
It's a faith -fulfilling Lord, not the tire of Jesus.
To turn your life around in your desire, Jesus
Miracle of desire, Jesus
To bless the blessing of
In your desire, Jesus
To pave a path in your
In your desire, Jesus
To change your life in so good
In your desire, Jesus
Miracle of desire, Jesus
Somebody shout!
One more time, let's just say, miracle say!
Miracle of desire, Jesus
Miracle of desire, Jesus
He don't do one before, he still the do one
Scream it loud, say!
Miracle of desire, Jesus
Somebody give me another shout!
Miracle of desire, Jesus
