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In The Morning (Remix) - Daniel Park

original song by J Cole. sick beat so i decided to use it.

one of the songs on my mixtape in the works. hope y’all enjoy.

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Lyrics:

Verse 1: Look, wake up in the morning. looking at the day, it isn’t morbid. nonabsorbent, is the feeling in my brain, i lack importance. so i send up my prayers. God, use me for your glory. let my love be outpouring and let your dove keep soaring. more and more i wanna go live out my days for the Lord. not everything is a bore, so leave me changed to the core. through the daily grinding may i praise Your name evermore, and through my struggles with sin, may i be raising a war. so i’ll be leaving prepared and i’ll be taking my sword. the bible is the weapon in my heart encased by a door. but ima go and tell the world about His love so they’ll cherish it. forgive me of my arrogance and all of my sentiments. and He washed me of my strife and gave me sight and inheritance. i learned this from His word that gave me life like it’s medicine. i’ll try to be straight up with You and fighting embellishments. and guide me through my music as i’m writing my sentences. i’m lyrically minded, spiritually guided by the Christ and as the days are passing by He’s giving me kindness. i’m spitting my rhymes for Him, and it’s tight. and nothing will keep me from killing the grind. He showed me His heart, i’m giving Him mine. i’m working this art as i’m living my life. and so i’m sitting here and watching the time pass. constantly amazed by You, i see Your divine acts. prepare me as Your bride, like they banging the wine glass. Christian life isn’t a dream, so step out of the mindlapse.

Chorus: From day to night keep living for His name and mission. Clear your heart and listen to His wondrous voice. and through the pain and aching, God you still amaze me. Lord you never fail me, so i sing out.

Verse 2: it be like crazy, the way that they vacating the building and how the overachievers say that they maintain the ceiling. but it’s really the floor, it got no pretty decor. the new ceiling’s like a cup and we’re just filling it more. we saddened fellows in a race and sometimes we’re lacking pedals. so Lord grant us with strength, so we’ll finish and rack the medals. i know life isn’t easy, and sometimes i’ll come in last. the winds will get breezy, i won’t give up and just collapse. help me to run at Your pace, so i just don’t run it fast. at the end of the day, i’ll fall into Your loving hands. unloosen these chains so i will choose to remain inside Your truth and in faith, in Your immutable grace. the pen is flowing on the paper now and i hope i make my Savior proud. haters’ foul sounds are not heard compared to the Maker’s mouth. inspired words leave past desires burned with the passion of which my fire burns. praise the God above the sky and earth.