Lift your hands, I feel my mantle
I prophecy that you are entering into a season
That everything that God does for you from now on
Shall be major on top of major
I need to open your mouth and shout major, major, major, major
Every time you look up
Look at your neighbor and say major
You have already graduated from your season of average
God says, I’ve got to do major
I’ve got to do what have been seen before
I had to do what have been done before
Let me do major, let me do major
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