Beautiful Love - Montell Fish

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

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Beautiful love

Beautiful love

I used to not think

That a God in Heaven ever seen

My soul looking down

At a lost, lost thing

Control, I lost it often

My dogs was barking

Had blunts were sparking with sin

I’m warring within

I’m warring, head thoughts

Of coughing, my

Death was often thought of, but

It’s a beautiful thing

How God can take a nightmare

And make it a dream

Say, that’s beautiful

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

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Beautiful love

Beautiful love

And even on my way to Hell

I stopped and fell

He said

«Montell, You destined for the rocks in Hell

But my death on the Cross

It is often there

To fully cleanse your sin

Like Clorox to Hell»

The Devil’s in a cell

Like a slave was there

And my sin

You came and unlocked the gates of my soul

And that’s beautiful

Father God, that’s beautiful

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

Beautiful love

Beautiful love