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Spirit Rise (Zimbabwean Gospel Beats) 2 by Stanley

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Spirit Rise (Zimbabwean Gospel Beats) 2

Zimbabwean Gospel

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morning breaks through the thatch roofs, sun spills on dusty roads,
children laugh, chasing rhythms where the river finds its flow.
old palms sway, whisper stories only the wind can hold,
feet tap time like thunder, heartbeats loud, never cold.
raise the drum, call the spirit near,
voices climbing, sharp and clear.
hands lifted, eyes wide in the firelight's glow,
breathing in the grace that only faith can show.
spirit rise, like the mists above the mountain side,
carry me where the skies meet the earth, tides collide.
lift my soul on wings made not of air, but hope inside,
spirit rise, let the praise be my guide.
dust settles on worn shoes, but the path still stretches on,
songs spill from open mouths, like rivers bright at dawn.
the baobab stands witness, roots deep in ancient ground,
every note a step closer to the peace we've found.
drums pulse steady, heartbeat aligned,
faith not fragile, but refined.
through storms that bend but never break,
here in song, new strength we take.
spirit rise, like the mists above the mountain side,
carry me where the skies meet the earth, tides collide.
lift my soul on wings made not of air, but hope inside,
spirit rise, let the praise be my guide.
in the quiet moments just before the dawn,
i hear the echoes of a thousand prayers strong.
not in walls, not in gold, but in each honest cry,
a flame that flickers, never asking why.
spirit rise, like the mists above the mountain side,
carry me where the skies meet the earth, tides collide.
lift my soul on wings made not of air, but hope inside,
spirit rise, let the praise be my guide.
and when the day fades slow, and the stars begin to show,
the spirit dances on, a fire we’ll never outgrow.
spirit rise, in every breath, in every stride,
we carry the light deep inside.