Song lyrics and download: Walking Miracle by Tim Godfrey

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Walking Miracle lyrics

Intro:

Walking miracle

Talking miralce

Verse:

Look at me now

What do you see?

I don’t look like what I’ve been through

Look at me now

I wasn’t given a chance

But God turned my life around… everybody say!

Pre-chorus:

I’m a product of mercy and grace

I’m highly favoured and so blessed

That’s who I am

Chorus:

I’m a walking miracle

Talking miracle

Living miracle

That’s who I am (4x)

Bridge:

Walk with me

Ooh oo

Walk with me

I’m a walking miracle

Walk with me

Ooh oo

Walk with me

Walk, walk, walk

Walk with me (6x)

I’m a walking miracle

Repeat chorus (4x)

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Em, oh Ayelelele ma ma... Chorus: Jesus, I mara mma eh Eze Jesus, I bu sor mma eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Okwa ihe ikwuru ka I ga emem Ayamm eh eh, ewo Onye oma mara mma eh Jesus, I mara mma eh Eze Jesus, I bu sor mma eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga emem Ayamm eh eh Onye oma mara mma eh Verse 1: Mmm, make I tell you something Biko getenu mu nti This my God na helele Im name na agidigba Everyday He dey do me something, oya Oya see me counting, eh I no fit count oh Because even if I have a million years I no fit count wetin you dey do for me oh Na because of me they nailed you on the cross This love, this love, this love Oh, oh oh oh Chorus: Jesus, I mara mma eh Eze Jesus, I bu sor mma eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamm eh eh Onye oma mara mma eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma eh eh Ihe ikwuru ka I ga eme Ayamma ...

Within the last of the tomb

Within the last of the tomb Are fresh and quick sand The hairs rough and needed comb Whom the owners sought for a land When bitterness taste like it is from honeycomb Men stood and roll their last band Not of victory but cry of a lost womb Of a child who was at hand Those left behind blasted by a bomb Their remains soon would turn manure sold for few rand Within the last of the tomb Are bodies which testify failure of a magic wand. By J_amaze.

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