ADVOCATE

Описание: Advocate (2026 )


INTRO: Thank God im hear to see another year It’s a new me lord use me let my words penetrate your heart, turn from your darkness into the light 




Hook: (i need a)….advocate I must admit my soul yearns for you burns for you 

(We need a) advocate we must submit to his will and to his ways

(You need a) advocate “ advocate “ to save your soul from these evil days 

We need advocate, we need advocate 




VERSE 1:  i prayed for it; by faith, I believe I received it. The fruits of the Spirit, I know you can see it. Changing my lifestyle with Jesus—He’s my domicile. Meanwhile, I decline Satan's offer, flipping through Scriptures like acrobatics. I’m sticking to obedience like a sticker, studying theologians, reading John and James and the book of Romans, studying Paul's writings. My faith is somewhat shaky, but God’s love is official. I'm a walking epistle; Father, please be patient with me. There’s still hope for the unfit; I’m going to keep moving forward; I won’t quit. 

I’m seeking a breakthrough; I know You’ll come through. Fasting from fast foods—it's Tuesday; I'm on day two. Who told you it was easy, my friend? 


No need to pretend; I don’t mean to offend. It’s about where I’m going, not where I've been. I’m in a struggle every day trying to get this flesh to submit. John 3:16 is the past, present, and future gift heaven-sent. The second coming will be a glorious event for His children—get out your feelings!


Teach me how to talk; my conversation isn’t seasoned with salt yet. Lord, don’t leave me home alone. Redemption is good news that the old me used to blow a fuse, but I refuse to go back to that old self. God the Father has no description, but Jesus does. The Trinity is three in one—do the math. That straight and narrow is my true path.

The broad path is defiant, spiritual mamba mentality like Kobe Bryant. Tell Jesse's son to give me five stones to kill those giants. Like a dessert, diving into holiness is a delight. 


I’m chasing wisdom, divine insight; God's wisdom can’t be contained—it’s mind-blowing.

My soul has been rearranged from infant to adolescence; I’m growing. The flesh tries to trip me and whispers in my ear. My Lord is a fortress, banishing fear. He rose; I’m gonna rise like biscuits on a Saturday morning. The Spirit is my comfort, my guide—deep in my soul, nowhere to hide.

Security locked, eternal embrace—dying to sin, living by grace. Without the blood, I have hypertension; Christ saved me, I’m being saved, and will be saved. He’s my redemption my advocate