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Song lyrics: Nara Ekele by Frank Edwards



Nara Ekele lyrics:

Verse1:


Blessed be your holy name
King of kings and lord of lords
We honor you today
We declare your majesty
You alone, no one else, forever you will be
Hooooo …
Worthy, worthy, worthy is your name

Chorus:
Nara ekele, nara ekele
For the great and mighty things that you have done
Nara ekele, nara ekele
Chineke idi mma nezia

Verse2:
Blessed be your holy name
King of kings and lord of lords
We honor you today
We declare your majesty
You alone, no one else, forever you will be
Hooooo …
Worthy, worthy is your name

Chorus:

Verse3:

You alone deserve my praise and adoration
You alone deserve it all
Am gonna shout about it, glory to your name
You alone rock my soul

Chorus:


Bridge:

Nezie …
You are king of kings and lord of lords
Nezie …

‘Nara Ekele’ means ‘receive thanks’. It is a song of worship to God for His innumerable works. That moment we have to count His blessings upon our life.

Instrumentals:

The frequencial power of the flute, piano, violin and others I might not be able to count, was harnessed in this masterpiece of worship. I must talk about the vocals and the harmony.

If you in Nigeria, visit any CD shop and the Album Frankincense or visit the links to buy the song online if you are not in Nigeria or not disposed: Frankincense by Frank Edwards iTunes


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