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Gospel Code: Global Shield & Hope 2 by AI Composer

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Gospel Code: Global Shield & Hope 2

new age rap

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Ooooooh, Oooooh, Ooooooh, Ooooooh.
Lord, I bring before you skies heavy with cries, Ukraine streets were shattered, students’s dust won’t hide.
God’s and children trace the lines of shattered homes, Myanmar whispers prayers beneath broken dome.
Venezuela’s sun bleeds through a storm of need, Sahel’s sands shift with hunger, silent creed.
Horn of Africa, its bones cracked but still breathed, Syria’s ruins, seen the loss, we grieve.
Yemen’s winds carry ashes of forgotten years, Congo’s rivers choke with unspoken fears.
God’s these souls like fire drawn to dry leaves, wrap them close so hope might weep.
Angels rise, wings spread wide, carry this flame, from throne to throne, invoke the sacred name.
Dark whispers gutted, lethal warriors claim, in Jesus’s power, the darkness bows to shame.
Shield the chosen, build the walls, a fortress born of prayer.
From the heavenly courts come guardians to watch and bear.
Sire of perfect charity, cast out fear’s despair.
Angelic rings deploy like the night, answer the prayer.
Ah’h’
Second Chronicles calls, let mighty hosts engage, guardians whisper, set and free the trap cage.
Lead behind the twisted ways, defeat the night’s rage, humility's steady hand erases the page.
Preserve us now against the sly deceiver's arc, keep the trembling heart safe from poisoning darts.
Carry hope to every scar, every shadowed part, restore the fallen, mend a breaking heart.
Angels rise, wings spread wide, carry this flame, from throne to throne, invoke the sacred name.
Dark whispers gutted, lethal warriors claim, in Jesus’s power, the darkness bows to shame.
Shield the chosen, build the walls, a fortress born of prayer.
From the heavenly courts come guardians to watch and bear.
Sire of perfect charity, cast out fear’s despair.
Angelic rings deploy like the night, answer the prayer.
This isn't just a call, it's a wave breaking the night.
From angel to angel, flashing truth's clear light, against the evil's creeping light, eight to nine.