Grace

I say: Holy Spirit guide us higher
I say: Holy Spirit guide us higher

‘Cause I remember when the days of old
Before TV screens and mobile phones
When real kings and queens sat upon their throne
When Ramada, Christ and Krishna liberated souls

But nowadays, we seem to have lost our ways
The devil’s wound has let us all astray
But what we seek is not so far away
I say

It’s his grace that’s been placed on my hand
It’s his grace that’s been placed on my hand (oh, Bhagavan)
It’s your grace that’s been placed on my head
Again and again
Your grace has been placed on my

Yours is the word young soldier
Don’t ever listen to what those people tell you
Follow your heart, my brother
Don’t ever let them turn you into a number

Yours is the word young soldier
You’re not your thoughts, you’re beyond your culture
So follow your soul, my sister
And never let them get you down

I say: Holy Spirit guide us higher
I say: Holy Spirit guide us higher

Holy master how shall we have peace
And be free from the bondage of our selfish ways
Help us all come together as one human race
The warriors of the rainbow come and make a change
Why do we crave this negativity?
When all we really want to be is free?
I think it’s time to look inside for peace
I said

It’s his grace that’s been placed on my hand
It’s his grace that’s been placed on my hand
Holy Ramada it’s your grace has been placed on my hand
Your grace has been placed on my

Yours is the word young soldier
Don’t ever listen to what those people tell you
Follow your heart, my brother
Don’t ever let them tum you into a number

Yours is the word young soldier
You’re not your thoughts, you’re beyond your culture
So follow your soul, my sister
And never let them get you down

Holy Spirit, come guide us all
Come liberate our souls
Holy Ramada, holy Mooji Baba
Holy Sitaram, jay Sri Buddha

Holy Ramakrishna Namaha, holy Ramakrishna Namaha