He Is Calling He Is Calling Me--
HE IS CALLING HE’S CALLING ME--
He is calling, He’s calling
Something sweet
Aroma therapy
Rising in my nostrils smells it
Something warm down in my soul
Witness it down through my bones
Telling me which way to grow
Telling me now which way, which way to grow
I must admit I listens to my I must confess the times I listened to Satan’s mess
But now I’m free
I can see
And I believe
He’s calling me
I can hear down in my soul my Lord, my God is
He’s calling me
He’s calling me
He’s calling me
Something sweet
Aroma therapy
He’s calling me
Something’s soft in my ear
Just a faint whisper
In my inner self
Just a breath
I can hear the bible words, telling me how I should live and serve
Rising in my nostrils smells it
Something warm down in my soul
Witness it down through my bones
Telling me which way to grow
Telling me now which way, which way to grow
I must admit I listens to my I must confess the times I listened to Satan’s mess
But now I’m free
I can see
And I believe
He’s calling me
I can hear down in my soul my Lord, my God is
He’s calling me
He’s calling me
He’s calling me
Something sweet
Aroma therapy
He’s calling me
04/30/06
Written By James Edward Lee Sr. ©2006
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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