When he speaks, oh yes, when he speaks.
Out of his mouth comes lightning and thunder.
Demons flee, principalities and powers go asunder.
Arugbo Ojo, Jehovah, the God of wonders.
When he speaks, peace becomes still.
Troubles surrender, turbulences kneel.
Snakes, scorpions and lions hide.
The seas calm, the sun goes blind.
Sharper than a two edged sword is his word.
Strong enough to make deserts experience flood.
Making oceans divide by the stretch of a rod.
When he speaks, even the graves release the dead.
The earth quakes, sound of thunders are heard.
Giants go down by just a stone.
Decayed dead rises up to life; connecting, bone by bone.
Chains are broken, prison doors open.
Gigantic walls crumble when his word is spoken.
A fiery furnace becomes a cold oven.
When he speaks, oh yes, when he speaks.
Vee 📓✍️
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