paroles de chanson Supreme - Shai Linne , Beautiful Eulogy
Let
me
start
this
off
with
a,
"Hallelujah"
To
Jesus,
the
sovereign
ruler
This
is
not
a
rumor,
got
the
truth
so
we
about
to
school
ya
Check
how
the
style
maneuvers,
Shout
it
to
you
like
the
loudest
roofers
Christ
brought
us
up
from
out
the
sewer,
We
don′t
have
to
doubt
the
future
Craftin'
our
verses
as
we
bask
in
His
worship
You
askin′
the
purpose?
Partly
to
snatch
cats
from
the
furnace
Through
Jesus'
extravagant
service,
immaculate
purchase
He
was
smashin'
the
serpent
and
we
only
scratchin′
the
surface
He′s
the
seed
that
was
conceived
in
the
womb
of
a
virgin
The
Son
emerges
in
a
manger
while
the
angels
serenade
Him
It's
the
birth
of
the
Saviour,
the
great
I
Am
became
a
man
Came
as
a
lamb
and
would
be
executed
to
execute
the
plan
A
substitute
to
stand,
in
the
place
of
the
wicked
On
the
cross,
He
was
lifted,
But
we
considered
Him
stricken
and
afflicted
Just
like
the
prophets
predicted,
He
came
at
the
proper
moment
To
stop
His
opponent
and
lay
down
His
life
to
offer
atonement
He′s
the
most
magnificent,
the
total
antithesis
of
insufficient
The
blessed,
the
glorious,
splendid,
transcendent
Difficult
to
comprehend,
independent
of
space
and
time
But
presently
present,
suspending
the
heavens
with
speech
From
coast
to
coast,
He
speaks
peace
to
wind
and
seas
Got
heavenly
hosts
easily
posted
on
bended
knees
Controls
the
cosmos
with
the
most
authority
So
we
boast
in
the
most
exalted
King,
Christ
supreme!
He's
the
sovereign
thriller,
the
awesome
healer,
the
Law-fulfiller
The
Sodom-killer,
the
fraud
revealer,
no
god
is
realer
When
you′re
taking
your
time
in
the
Scripture,
What
you
get
is
a
prominent
picture
See
His
light
shining
bright
in
the
night
And
His
frightening
might
in
a
dominant
mixture
See,
His
name
had
all
the
renown,
though,
When
He
came
for
the
lost
that
He
found
low
He
was
tame,
didn't
floss
all
around,
But
remained
from
the
manger
to
the
cross
to
the
crown,
yo
Satan
had
a
choke-hold
on
Him,
Christ
pulled
the
rope-a-dope
and
then
R,
to
the
I,
to
the
S,
to
the
E,
to
the
N,
that′s
what
we
hopin'
in!
Risen
on
the
spell
check,
the
Risen
King
can
rinse
clean
The
most
rebellious,
I
was
hell-bound,
now
I'm
spellbound
Word
is
bond,
I′m
a
bondservant
to
the
Word
of
life
Call
me
a
sellout,
I
was
bought
with
a
price
We
got
a
hope
that
won′t
fail
us
when
we
return
to
the
dust
We
will
rise
up
just
like
the
One
who
justified
us
It's
not
wishful
thinking,
when
the
truth
sink
in,
we
are
clinging
To
the
promises
of
God
bringing
an
everlasting
kingdom
Nothing
can
compare
to
the
worth
of
what
we
inherited
Nothing
in
Heaven
and
Earth
can
measure
what
Christ
merited
The
skies
declare
the
affairs
of
His
glorious
care
The
God
who
is
there,
who′s
aware,
who
delights
in
our
prayer
His
purposes
are
permanent
and
perfectly
proportionate
Everything
that
orbits
around
His
glory's
subordinate
He
is
the
most
excellent
One,
intrinsic,
infinite
Son
Preeminent,
the
name
Par
Excellence,
prénom
phenomenon
He′s
beyond
phenomenon,
you
see,
the
Father
of
Cosmology
The
Abba
of
Astronomy,
He's
Potter,
we
are
pottery
It′s
shocking,
Jesus
died
for
me,
the
Father,
He
adopted
me
And
constantly
provides
for
me,
whether
or
not
I
got
degrees
You
gotta
see
His
odyssey:
From
sovereignty
and
lottery
To
poverty
and
robbery
to
resurrected
bodily
Apocalyptic
prophecy:
He's
stopping
all
the
mockery
And
scholarly
snobbery
that
don't
acknowledge
Him
properly
You
ought
to
be
on
bended
knee
before
the
Preeminent
It′s
awfully
arrogant
to
reject
Him
to
your
detriment
Study
the
development
from
Old
to
New
Testament
You′ll
find
a
theme
that's
prevalent,
from
age
to
age,
it′s
relevant
Christ
is
on
the
center
stage,
forget
religious
sentiments
That
center
on
man,
for
something
less
is
what
you're
settling
He
is
the
most
excellent,
exercising
benevolence
And
blessing
a
remnant
with
the
benefits
of
His
inheritance
The
sin
of
sinners
that
separated
and
segregated
That
severed
the
relations
between
man
and
his
Maker
And
placed
Christ
on
His
costly
cross
and
compensated
His
life,
death
and
resurrection,
emancipated
and
gave
us
Freedom
from
it
all,
freedom
from
the
effects
of
the
Fall
Freedom
from
Adam
and
Eve
in
the
Garden
of
Eden
and
from
the
Law
So
the
saints
stand
and
applaud
His
grace
and
glorious
cause
With
hands
raised,
praisin′
His
name,
singin'
"Glory
to
God"!
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"Christ
is
Supreme"
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