I aint ever gon rest (No) x7 – Until my last breath
Hook:
I never rest, I never rest
Till the coming of the son of man I crucify my flesh
I never rest, I never rest
I endure to the end through thick and thin or I see my death
I never rest
I aint ever gon rest (No), I aint ever gon rest (No)
I aint ever gon rest (No), I aint ever gon rest (No)
I aint ever gon rest (No), I aint ever gon rest (No)
I aint ever gon rest (No), until my last breath (my last breath)
Verse 1:
If there aint no rest for the weary and the weak then I guess I done been dead
It’s hard to sleep restless nights the enemy trying to get in my head
But I aint gon let him wearing my helmet I protect this renewed mind
And take captive any thought that try to make me go back and look behind
Because if you do then you aint fit if it aint true I flee from it
Lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path gotta work hard to keep this candle lit
Some folk just can’t handle it – our cross feel heavier when we just
Entertain our flesh and ignore what’s left of the Lords voice and what He wants
Till the day I’m gone I aint never gon rest (rest)
In His presence I’m ever gon rest (rest)
When I get tired He picks up the slack the Spirit inside gives what I lack
The King is coming this here is facts my race aint done until I collapse
(Hook)
Verse 2:
Though I get tired even if I fall I pick up my cross and I answer the call
Can’t let my energy deplete at all until He come back I be giving my all
I never rest cant never stress I’m always finding my strength in the text
What comes next don’t ever guess because I know that Christ gon flex
In my weakness He is made strong His grace is sufficient to help me along
In the heaviness He is my song so a garment of praise I put on
His yoke is easy and burdens are light turns my dark mourning’s to light
If I slip He is right there to restore my image like Christ
Can’t slow down cuz I know how time is slipping out of control now
When it goes down and He shows how all that’s hidden is exposed now
Resting won’t happen because He is coming He is the truth no faking or fronting
Salute the high calling that I am running over the enemy I am triumphant
(Hook)