Beautiful Love

Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
I used to not think
That a God in Heaven ever seen
My soul looking down
At a lost, lost thing
Control, I lost it often
My dogs was barking
Had blunts were sparking with sin
I’m warring within
I’m warring, head thoughts
Of coughing, my
Death was often thought of, but
It’s a beautiful thing
How God can take a nightmare
And make it a dream
Say, that’s beautiful
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
And even on my way to Hell
I stopped and fell
He said
«Montell, You destined for the rocks in Hell
But my death on the Cross
It is often there
To fully cleanse your sin
Like Clorox to Hell»
The Devil’s in a cell
Like a slave was there
And my sin
You came and unlocked the gates of my soul
And that’s beautiful
Father God, that’s beautiful
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love
Beautiful love