Some people doubt the Lord
They don't believe in His word
They'll try to make you think
That my God, my God; that He is dead
That He is dead!
Oh,
Then tell me who
Who can make the sun shine so bright?
Tell me who
Who can turn all my of my days, all of my days into ni-ni-nights
My, God is real
Oh, He's really real
He's real
Oh, oh, He's real
I know that He's real
He's real
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Real
Real
He's real
Yes, I know that He's
Ad lib . . .
He's real
I know that he's real
I can feel Him
Way over into . . .
Moving all over the world . . .
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