LYRIC
It’s my season for the favor of the Lord
Soul is thirsty for an outpour
I am standing on the promises of God
Everything He has for me I receive
I am blessed to be a blessing
I have a promise
A promise from Heaven
It’s my season it’s my time
For the favor of the Lord
Pressed down shaken it together
Running over in the favor of God
Pressed down shaken together
Running over running over
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