Triumph
The time of triumph is here, haters beware. God is bringing me out of the pit, and he is placing my feet in his glory. Oh how I can't wait to tell this story of triumph and defeat even my enemies are placing gifts at my feet. Oh how the stone that the builders rejected became the chief cornerstone. So why believe that she said they said I only believe what he said, and he said that I am the head and not the tail, I am the lender not the borrower, I am above and not beneath, So shout, clap your hands and stomp your feet, Dance and boggie on to the Praise Your Lord Beat. This is the sound of triumph.
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