Listen
mister, brother, sister, family and friend,
I fear with each day pass, our time grows closer to the end.
Listen stranger, passer by and those I never knew,
There’s not one day that you’re living has been promised to you.
And I am a God fearing man.
I’m a God, I’m a God fearing man.
I reach out, I reach out for my God’s hands.
I am a God fearing man.
Listen mother, sister, brother, relatives and kin.
You want to know just where you’re going,
You got to know where you’ve been.
And tell me what gives one the right to say their God is better than anybody
else.
Don’t we all have a right to find a God for ourself.
I am a God fearing man.
I’m a God, a God fearing man.
I reach out for my, for my God’s hands.
I am a God fearing man.
So when I rise with the morning sun I give thanks to my God for the gift of
another one.
Oh, when my day is over and complete I reach to my God to put me back on my
feet.
And I am a God fearing man.
I’m a God, a God fearing man.
I reach out for my, for my God’s hands.
I am a God fearing man.
Yes I am.
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