He’s God Walt Whitman & Soul Children Of Chicago

When I come into his presence
I humble myself
Lift up both of my hands
And I begin to worhip him
I worship him

When I come into his presence
I humble myself
Remembering what he's done
The victories he's won
I praise him, I praise him

For all he's done for me
Released and set me free

And because just because
He's God

God God my God
(hey , you don't even need my help you're God)
God God my God
(hey)
For all you've done for me
Redeemed and set me free
And because, just because(3x's)
He's God(8x's)