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Frigid Air

de Jimmy Clifton

Whoa, whoa, nah, nah
Whoa, whoa, nah, nah

You don't like the things I spoke to you
You don't like the things I said
I'm only preaching 'cause I love you
'Cause one day we will all be dead

You might have your defenses up now
But let 'em fall down
Call on Jesus out loud with
All your pieces poured out

Whoa, whoa, nah, nah
Whoa, whoa, nah, nah

They will call you names for the sake of Jesus
They will persecute your families and cut you to pieces
But stand firm, my friend, cause your home ain't too far from here
And we won't turn from Him, through death You'll wipe our every tear

You might have your defenses up now
But let 'em fall down
Call on Jesus out loud with
All your pieces poured out

Preach the gospel of peace
When the wars come, don't cease
Love the lost, but don't please
Feel the cost, but increase

Whoa, whoa, whoa

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