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Song lyrics: Agam enye gi ekele by Frank Edwards




Agam enye gi ekele lyrics:


Verse1:
Nime onodum nile
Agam enye gi ekele
Nime obim nile
Agam enye gi ekele

For you are
The love of my life
The song that I sing
Agam enye gi ekele
You are the air that I breathe
The life of my life
Agam enye gi ekele

Chorus:
Agam enye gi ekele
Lord you are the song that I sing
Agam enye gi ekele
Lord you are the air that I breathe

Verse1 (repeat):
Nime onodum nile
Agam enye gi ekele
Nime obim nile
Agam enye gi ekele

For you are
The love of my life
The song that I sing
Agam enye gi ekele
For you are the air that I breathe
The life of my life
Agam enye gi ekele

Chorus:


Agam enye gi ekele
Agam enye gi ekele
Agam enye gi ekele

Agam enye gi ekele (agam enye gi ekele) …

This song is all about acknowledging that God is all for you and giving Him praise that is due to Him. You can shout on top of your voices in doing that.

Instrumentals:
The piano, background string, violin and other sound effects formed the basis of this song. The lead, backup voices, bass guitar, guitar and the cool drums summarized the worship.


 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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