Breaking Boulders
Title | Breaking Boulders |
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Artist | Jeremiah Bligen |
Album | Fighting Stance EP |
Release Date | 2018-10-28 |
Description | i love this song!!!!!! |
Lyrics | [Verse 1: Jeremiah Bligen] Though those weapons are forming And we can feel the heat grilled against the ropes We ain't ever seeing flames Even our cash is clay so We ain't roping dope, boy He's molding us, and I need him to Lost without him, both now and then I had thick hatred robbing me of my joy Full of pride like a lion's den But he saved me, yeah, who knew I was sad too, doe Like a blue coupe And mad I got scarred living in that zoo But by stripes he brought me through And I ain't bragging on what I've caused But how the Lord paused and corrected course When I was dead foul, surrounded by hawks Set my feet upon the hard wood of the cross (Bang!) Saw God make me a way Like I was moved to the left side on 2k That's a pink tint caddy with chrome caps He makes up and moves weight Who say Too many missed days to make grade Look 'em dead in the face, say I'm proved grace Removed hate and he took my place Let God be true and say Break [Hook: Jeremiah Bligen] I was down Rolling in the mud with so much pain on me But I was found Delivered, dipped in blood without a stain on me He knows my faults He ain't letting go, his Love is that stout, yeah The mountains rise, then winds they blow Cast my cares upon you, Lord I’m not quite who I'll be but know he's still working Interceding, molding me into what I should be You’re breaking Boulders You’re breaking Boulders You’re breaking Boulders You’re breaking Boulders [Verse 2: Jered] (Yeah) Whoah I was kinda thinking maybe it's crazy, the weight on his shoulders The veil it was broke, the way it was paved He paid and He showed us And man, He was focused He started with clay, then He mold us Potted the fray with the water He like Bobby Flay with the order (whoa) I was never one to zig zag Politicking with the riff raff Steady swimming in a sin bath Left and never woulda went back Forgive that, devil tapping on my shoulder fam (Dying) My life it was over man I was lookin' for slow pitch, but it's overhand I had blood all on my hands Cross all on my back with a stripe I gotta bear Lotta "hummina humminas" with the number runners They were looking for my life with a pipe they wanna flare Grab the thing, like Mr. Grimm They was strapped with that human torch God stretched me, then blanked my sin Mercy from the fantastic fooooour! You might also like[Hook: Jeremiah Bligen] I was down Rolling in the mud with so much pain on me But I was found Delivered, dipped in blood without a stain on me He knows my faults He ain't letting go, his Love is that stout, yeah Mountain rise, winds they blow Cast my cares upon the lord I’m not quite who I'll be but know he's still working Interceding, molding me into what I should be You’re breaking boulders You’re breaking boulders You’re breaking boulders You’re breaking boulders [Outro: Dr. Eric Mason] He says, "A stronghold is an accusation firmly planted in our mind by Satan." And so Paul is challenging God's people, he says God wants you to be free from this, and -- why does he want you to be free? Because we tear down everything that digs itself up above Jesus and who he is. God has already given us the victory. So the question isn't whether or not he's given your the victory. He wants you to walk in the victory utilizing the power of the resurrection to tear some stuff down. God has anointed your hands with tearing-down capabilities. And so what he wants you to do is he wants you to challenge -- somebody say "challenge" -- challenge that demonic speculation. Challenge it with who God is (who God is) |