From Death day to birthday - Now I'm born again and for hell no go burn again; My celebration plenty, my Jubilation many

My celebration plenty, my jubilation many
A king is born; grace is born; man is free to be born again
Sin announced my death-day but grace announced my birthday
Now I'm born again and for hell no go burn again
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Satan showed man the seat left so he wouldn't learn to stand right
Man decided to stand down rather than sit up to the task
And when God was saying go left, man kept on forming alright
Untill that shortcut called sin cut short glory from the scene


Christ was the thrown from the throne to dethrone death from the earth
He crossed out the earth's debt through his death on the cross to right the wrongs left
Gave up his life to take down man's death; yes! With blood washed off the earth's dirt
'Cos he was headstrong enough to crush Satan's wiki-tail


Christ was down to earth enough to lift us up to heaven
Was pulled down enough to push up willing souls
Upstanding enough to heal man's downfall
Understanding enough to make us oversit in grace
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Christ Was upright enough to heal the hearts left down
His heart was opened up enough to lockdown our hurt
Patient enough to get us married to good luck
For he is the good luck who was Upfront enough to rip off that back drop
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Now you need not be a "woli" to access the Holies of holies
To be righteous is right yours 'cos Christ has done the right chores
Got a new status; don't state yours; CHRIST'S state's yours
'Cos grace paid attention to every detail to ensure you're no more the tail
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I keep seeking the head 'cos I ain't sick in the head
I keep believing the heard 'cos I'm part of his herd
He's the King born different from the rest, to lead us into rest
The unique chairman that makes Everyman cheer
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The photographer from heaven that shot the hell out of me
Though my negatives from the dark, He brought out my divine picture
Framed me on heaven's wall of fame as the star of his calm era
Now the world sees me different 'cos Jesus is my high heels
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Jesus raise my fonts in the background, so I fit carry front up
Made poor to be our G-source; made sin so none can jinx us
Godfathers no fit do wetin this God-the-father done do
He do pass Father Christmas; na eternal life he dey share
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Jesus is for everybody, Jesus is for you too
Put him on your Instagram, put him on your YouTube
He'll make your vision come to pass and dem go testify for bustop
Sey your new found Abba father is not an Aba made
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My celebration plenty, my jubilation many
A king is born; grace is born; man is free to be born again
Sin announced my death-day but grace announced my birthday
Now I'm born again and for hell no go burn again
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*Woli: Yoruba word for High priest
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