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Song lyrics and download: Spreading Everywhere by Frank Edwards




Spreading Everywhere lyrics:


Verse1:
My life is upward and forward
And I know no limit at all
Am growing everyday
Am a seed of Abraham

Chorus:
Am spreading everywhere
I do not know no limit at all
Am spreading everywhere
Like the air

Oh..., am spreading everywhere
And now am soaring higher than eagles
Just like the air, I spread

Verse1:
Am soaring higher and higher
Am an evidence that He is alive
The world is learning from me, iyeee
There is nothing that I cannot achieve

Chorus:
Am spreading everywhere
I do not know no limit at all
Am spreading everywhere
Like the air

Oh..., am spreading everywhere
Am a seed of Abraham
Just like the air, I spread

Chant:
Ho ho ho, ho, ho ho

Chorus:
Am spreading everywhere
I do not know no limit at all
Yes am spreading everywhere
Like the air

Oh..., am spreading everywhere
Am a seed of Abraham
Just like the air, I spread


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