Foreign Music Lyrics Chicago Mass Choir – I Pray We’ll Be Ready

Chicago Mass Choir – I Pray We’ll Be Ready

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I Pray We’ll Be Ready LYRCIS by Chicago Mass Choir:
I pray we’ll all be ready
I pray we’ll all be ready
I pray we’ll all be ready for his return
I pray that we’ll get our business straight
So we can all meet at the gate
I pray we’ll all be ready for his return
Two men walking by the road
One of them had a heart pure as gold

The sky was split and the pure in heart raptured away
But one of the other one left behind who did not purge his heart in time
Cried to the Lord but for him it is too late
I pray that we’ll all be ready
I pray we’ll all be ready
I pray we’ll all be ready
I pray we’ll all be ready for his return
I pray that we’ll get our business straight
So we can all meet
Meet at the gate
I pray we’ll all be ready for his return
Man and wife in their bed
One of them by the spirit lead
The rapture came and took that one above
The other one rose on the next day to found their love one raptured away
Oh what a way to lose the one you love
I pray we’ll all be ready

Everyone in the room tonight, I pray
I pray that we’ll all
For his return
I pray that we’ll get our business straight
So we can all meet at the gate, I
Oh, oh, I pray
I pray that we’ll all, be ready
I pray that we’ll all be
For his return
I pray that we’ll give our hearts a search
So that we won’t be playing church
I pray we’ll all
I want to be ready for his return
Momma and children in the mall
Their momma heard the Master’s call
She was swept into the by and by
It’s hard to rely on your momma’s prayer
When your momma is no longer there
Learn how to pray, learn how to pray
While you still have time
Yeah
Oh, I pray

Everyone in the room tonight
I pray
How many want to be ready when he returns
I pray we’ll get down on our knees
So the Lord can wash us clean
I pray we’ll all be ready for his return
Anybody want to be ready, anybody want to be ready
Anybody want to be ready, anybody want to be ready
And his return
Hallelujah
No man knows the day, nor the hour
No man knows the day, nor the hour
You must be, you gotta be
You gotta be ready, you gotta be ready

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