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I was standin' by my window yesterday morning
Without a thought of worry or of care When I saw the postman comin' up the pathway With such a happy face and jolly air. He rang the bell and whistled as he waited Then he said; "Good morning to you, Jack" But he little knew the sorrow he had brought me When he handed me a letter edged in black. With trembling hand I took this letter from him I broke the seal and this is what it said: "Come home my boy, your dear old father wants you Come home my boy, your dear old mother's dead." I bowed my head in sorrow and in sadness The sunshine of my life, it all had fled When the post man brought that letter yesterday morning "Saying come home my boy, your dear old mother's dead." "The last words your mother ever uttered Tell my boy I want him to come back My eyes are blurred, my poor old heart is breaking So, I'm writing you this letter edged in black." "Forget those angry words that we had spoken You know I didn't mean them, don't you, Jack May the angels bear as witness, I am asking Your forgiveness in this letter edged in black." |
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"So, you're going to leave the old home, Jim
Today you're going away So, you're going among the city folks to dwell" So spoke a kind old mother To her boy one summer day "If your mind's made up that way, I wish you well The old home will be lonesome We'll miss you when you go The birds won't sing so sweet when you're not nigh But if you get in trouble, Jim Just write and let us know" She spoke these words and then she said goodbye CHORUS: If sickness overtakes you Or old companions shake you As through this world you wander all alone When friends you haven't any In your pocket not a penny There's a mother always awaiting you at home Ten years later to this village Came a stranger no one knew His steps were halt and ragged clothes he wore The little children laughed at him As down the lane he trod At last he stopped before a cottage door He gently knocked, no sound he heard He thought, "Can she be dead?" But then he heard a voice well known to him Was his mother's voice, but her hair had silvered By the touch of time And she said, "Thank God, they've sent me home my Jim" REPEAT CHORUS |
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A little child on a sickbed lay,
And death was very near. He was the pride and the only child of a railroad engineer. His duty had called him from those he loved, And seeing that hope was dim. While a tear he shed to his wife he said, "Just have two lanterns trimmed." (Chorus) Just hang a light when I pass tonight. Hang it where it can be seen. If the baby's dead then show the red. If he's better then show the green. In a little shack, By the railroad track, A mother with watchful eyes. Saw a gleam of hope in a tender smile, As the train went rushing by, Just one short look, Was his only chance? To see the light a gleam. In the midnight air their rose a prayer. Thank god the light was green. (Chorus) Just hang a light when I pass tonight. Hang it where it can be seen. If the baby's dead then show the red. If he's better then show the green. |
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Two drummers they were seated in a grand hotel one day
While dining they were chatting in a sort of joking way There came a pretty waitress to bring a tray of food They spoke to her familiarly in a manner sort of rude At first she did not notice nor make the least reply When somethin' that was said to her brought teardrops to her eyes She turned on her tormentors, her cheeks were flamin' red Approaching as a picture these are the words she said My Mother was a lady and yours, I would allow You may have a sister who needs protection now I've come to this great city to find my brother dear You would not dare insult me, sir, if brother Jack were here The two sat there in silence, their heads hung low in shame Forgive us, miss, we meant no harm, pray tell us what is your name She told him and he cried aloud I know your brother too We've been friends for many, many years and he ofttimes speaks of you Come go with me when I go back and if you'll only wed I'll take you to him as my bride, I've loved you since you said My Mother was a lady and yours, I would allow You may have a sister who needs protection now I've come to this great city to find my brother dear You would not dare insult me, sir, if brother Jack were here |
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Oh, give to me a winding stream, it must not be too wide
Where waving leaves from maple trees do meet from either side The water must be deep enough to float a small canoe With no one else but you Do not disturb my waking dream, the splendor of that winding stream Flower in my canoe, his eyes, they looked me through That someone there with golden hair is very much like you The sparkling trout beneath the bank does leave his hiding place Kingfisher from the bough above so eager to give chase The spreading branches overhead, the sunlight peeping through Reminding me of you Do not disturb my waking dream, the splendor of that winding stream Flower in my canoe, his eyes, they looked me through That someone there with golden hair is very much like you. |
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Those far away places with strange-soundin' names
Far away over the sea Those far away places with the strange-soundin' names Are callin', callin' me Goin' to China or maybe Siam I want to see for myself Those far away places I've been readin' about In a book that I took from the shelf I start gettin' restless whenever I hear The whistle of a train I pray for the day I can get underway And look for those castles in Spain They called me a dreamer, well maybe I am But I know that I'm longin' to see Those far away places with the strange-soundin' names Callin', callin' me Callin', callin' me |
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Melody - Arthur Colahan
Irish If you ever go across the sea to Ireland, it maybe at the closing of your day, You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh, And see the sun go down on Galway Bay. Just to hear again the ripple of the trout stream, The women in the meadow making hay. and to sit beside a turf fire in the cabin, And watch the barefoot gosoons at their play. For the breezes blowin' o'er the sea from Ireland Are perfumed by the heather as they blow And the women in the uplands diggin' praties Speak a language that the strangers do not know. Yet the stangers came and tried to teach us their way. They scorned us just for bein' what we are. But they might as well go chasing after moon beams, Or light a penny candle from a star. And if there's is going to be a life hereafter, And somehow I am sure there's going to be, I will ask my God to let me make my heaven, In that dear land across the Irish sea. |
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The worst that I've ever been hurt in my life
the first time I ever have wanted to die was the night when you told me you loved someone else and you asked me if I could forget When I stop dreaming that's when I'll stop loving you You may teach the flowers to bloom in the snow you may take a pebble and teach it to grow you may teach all the raindrops to return to the cloud but you can't teach my heart to forget When I stop dreaming that's when I'll stop loving you |
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Drink to me only with thine eyes
And I will pledge with mine. Or leave a kiss within the cup And I'll not ask for wine. The thirst that from the soul doth rise Doth ask a drink divine; But might I of Jove's nectar sip, I would not change for thine. I sent thee late a rosy wreath, Not so much hon'ring thee As giving it a hope that there It could not withered be; But thou thereon did'st only breathe, And sent'st it back to me, Since when it grows and smells, I swear Not of itself, but thee. *repeat first verse |
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I'll take you home again Kathleen
Across the ocean wild and wide To where your heart has ever been Since first you were my pleasent bride The roses all have left your cheek I watch them fade away and die Your voice is sadden when you speak And tears bedim your loving eyes Oh, would I will take you back Kathleen To where your heart will feel no pain And when the fields are fresh and green I will take you to your home again |
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Hush a bye my baby slumber time is coming soon
Rest your head on mommie's breast while daddy hums a tune Are the old folks were humming the banjos were strumming And the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody When I was a little fellow on my mommie's knee The old folks were humming the banjos were strumming so sweet and low Hush a bye my baby go to sleep on daddy's knee Journey back to Dixie Land in dreams again with me Oh, it seems like your daddy was there once again And the old folks were strumming that same old refrain Way down in Missouri when I heard this lullaby While the stars were blinking and the moon was shining high Are the old folks were humming the banjos were strumming so sweet and low |
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Well, at birth mom and papa called their little boy Ned
Raised him on the banks of a river bed On a houseboat tied to a big tall tree A home for my papa and my mama and me The clock strikes three and papa jumps to his feet Already mama's cooking papa something to eat At half past, papa he's ready to go He jumps in his pirogue headed down the bayou He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He's setting traps in the swamp catching anything he can He's gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man My Muskrat hides hanging by the dozens Even got a lady mink, a muskrat's cousin Got 'em out drying in the hot, hot sun Tomorrow papa's gonna turn 'em into money Well, they call mama Rita and my daddy Jack Little baby brother on the floor that's Mack Bren and Lin are the family twins And big brother Ed's on the bayou fishing On the river floats papa's great big boat And that's how my papa goes into town Takes him every bit of a night and a day To even reach a place where the people stay And I can hardly wait until tomorrow comes around That's the day my papa takes his furs to town Papa promised me that I could go He'd even let me see a cowboy show I saw the cowboys and Indians for the first time then Itold my pop I've gotta go again Well, Papa said, "Son we've got lines to run We'll come back again but first there's work to be done" He's got fishing lines strung across the Louisiana Rivers Gotta catch a big fish for us to eat He's setting traps in the swamp catching anything he can Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man Gotta make a living, he's a Louisiana man ... |
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Daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County
Down by the Green River where Paradise lay I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away When I was a child, my family would travel Down to western Kentucky where my parents were born To a backwards old town that I've often remembered So many times that my mem'ries are worn And sometimes we'd travel right down the Green River To the abandoned old prison down by Adrian's Hill Where the air smelled like snakes and we'd shoot with our pistols But empty pop bottles was all we would kill So daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away And the coal company came with the world's largest shovel They stripped all the timber and tortured the land they dug for the coal till the land was forsaken Then they wrote it all down to the progress of man Oh daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away When i die let my ashes float down the Green River let my soul roll on up to the Rochester Dam I'll be halfway to Heaven with Paradise waitin' Five miles away from where ever I am Oh daddy won't you take me back to Muhlenberg County Down by the Green River where Paradise lay I'm sorry, my son, but you're too late in asking Mister Peabody's coal train done hauled it away |
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(Jim uh huh, Jim uh huh, Jim)
Jim, I did everything that I could But your fever just wouldn't die down So I tied your horse to the wagon bed And last night I brought you to town. But when I got there you were gone Jim And there was nothin' nobody could do I bought you a suit and a tie Jim And today I wore one too. Jim I wore a tie today The first one that I ever wore And you'd have said I looked like a dummy Out of a dry goods store. Jim they said a lot of things But I don't know a thing they said My mind kept wanderin' off down the trail Back to the times that we've had. (Wind her through sun and the rain) And for gold on the cuff We've done everything in the book I guess And a lot they'd never thought up. Well Jim, you're ridin' on ahead I guess that's how it has be But when you reach those streets paved with gold Jim Stake a claim out for me... |
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I was born in Saginaw Michigan and I grew up in a house on Saginaw bay
My daddy was a poor hard working Saginaw fisherman Too many times he came home with too little pay I loved a girl in Saginaw Michigan she was the daughter of a very, very wealthy man But he called me that son of a Saginaw fisherman And not good enough to ever claim his daughter's hand That's why I'm up here in Alaska lookin' around for gold Like a crazy fool I'm diggin' in the frozen ground so cold But with each day I pray I'll strike it rich and then I'll go back home and claim my love in Saginaw Michigan I wrote my love in Saginaw Michigan I said honey I'm a coming home please wait for me And you can tell your dad that I'm coming back a richer man I hit the biggest strike in Klondyke history Her daddy met the bus in Saginaw Michigan And he gave me a great big party with champagne Then he said son you're a wise young, ambitious man Why don't you sell your father-in-law your Klondyke claim Now he's up there in Alaska diggin' in the cold, cold ground That greedy fool is a lookin' for the gold I never found But it serves him right and nobody here is missing him Least of all the newly weds of Saginaw Michigan |
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I left a little town
A little south of Hudson Bay I couldn't find a thing, to make a rounder want to stay I fought the wind across the baren waste in the crystal doom Going for to marry the girl in Saskatoon I'm glad I realized that no one could take her place My heart was beating for her like the winter beat my face But knowing that I'd see her made my spirit bright as June I'm freezing but I'm burning for the girl in Saskatoon South and West and following the cold December sun I bedded down in the Carragana when my daily trek was done Then up and pressing onward by the light of the morning moon A prodical returning to the girl in Saskatoon Then I found the trail that had packed beneath the snow I made the final miles where the prairie lillies grow The steeple on a church glistened by the prairie moon I'm freezing but I'm burning for the girl in Saskatoon My journey was forgotten When I held her in my arms My wonderlust was stiffled By possesion of her charms And even beneath the steeple Where we couldn't wait till June I found eternal spring with the girl in Saskatoon |
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Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickest on the mountain
Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain Where a big black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log Tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven intches wide And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide Pretty Sally Garland comin' down the mountain side Where Tiger Whitehead's tryin' to nap a mill at the mill She sits down on a bearskin and she says you'll be my man I'll have me the best bearhunter in the hills A wild child was Tiger Whitehead and they say he killed Ninety-nine bears before he went to rest went to rest Once he left two bearcubs orphaned but he brought 'em right on home And Sally nursed the two bearcubs upon her breast Tiger now is eighty-five and he lay upon his bed And the bears he killed now numbered ninety-nine ninety-nine Some fellers trapped the bears but Tiger said just let him go If he ain't running wild he won't be mine But at night when the wind howls cross eastern hills of Tennessee And when the lightnin' flashes there's the strange thing that the people say they see An old grey headed ghost runnin' through the mountains there It's Tiger Whitehead after his one hundreth bear Wild blackberries bloomin' in the thickest on the mountain Sheep shire and water cress are growin' round the fountain Where a big black bear is drinkin' lappin' water like a dog Tiger Whitehead's in the bed sleepin' like a log Tomorrow he'll see bear tracks seven intches wide And by sundown he'll be bringin' in the hide |
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I was on my way to you and I was worried
I was all torn up and nervous 'cause I knew that you'd be gone I knocked and crossed my fingers while I waited And I couldn't hide the teardrops when I walked away alone It's all over, it's all over, my heart echoed it's all over Every minute that you cry for her is wasted don't you know It's all over, it's all over, my heart echoed it's all over Stop your cryin' turn around and let her go I'd been runnin' 'round in circles like a baby I was in a daze because I loved you so, I couldn't see I was broken in a million little pieces When I saw enough to realize, you didn't care for me It's all over, it's all over, my heart echoed Every minute that you cry for her is wasted don't you know It's all over, it's all over, so forget her Stop your cryin' turn around and let her go, let her go, boy, let her go |
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There's a wildwood in the pines where the family used to gather.
There's a little shady grove where they built a country church. They was singing in the ground. Baptisin' in the river. Glory! Hallelja, brother! Sweet salvation there was found. So I believe that the saints go side-by-side in the land that lies up yonder. I believe that there are streets there paved with gold. There are people on their feet shoutin', singin' halleluja! I believe that Jesus loves me. I can feel it in my soul. There's a long and windin' road that I long once more to travel. There's a homeplace in my heart sittin' high upon a hill. There's a rosewood rockin' chair and a place set at the table. Guess I better have a little talk with Jesus. Maybe he can take me there. So I believe that the saints go side-by-side in the land that lies up yonder. I believe that there are streets there paved with gold. There are people on their feet shoutin', singin' halleluja! I believe that Jesus loves me. I can feel it in my soul. So I believe that the saints go side-by-side in the land that lies up yonder. I believe that there are streets there paved with gold. There are people on their feet shoutin', singin' halleluja! I believe that Jesus loves me. I can feel it in my soul. |
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The times of loneliness, heartbreak
Despair and sadness I've always found that a good song of inspiration Lift me up, make me feel just a little bit better Who at my door is standing Patiently drawing near? Entrance within demanding Whose is the voice I hear? Sweetly the tones are falling Open the door for me If thou wilt heed my calling I will abide with thee Who at my door is standing Patiently drawing near? Entrance within demanding Whose is the voice I hear? Sweetly the tones are falling Open the door for me If thou wilt heed my calling I will abide with thee |
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Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way!
Thou art the Potter, I am the clay. Mold me and make me after Thy will, While I am waiting, yielded and still. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Search me and try me, Master, today! Whiter than snow, Lord, wash me just now, As in Thy presence humbly I bow. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Wounded and weary, help me, I pray! Power, all power, surely is Thine! Touch me and heal me, Savior divine. Have Thine own way, Lord! Have Thine own way! Hold o'er my being absolute sway! Fill with Thy Spirit 'till all shall see Christ only, always, living in me. |
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Oh, the lights of magdala flicker dimly on the shore
Holy sailor sailing on the sea Patiently waiting she was quietly to the door Another lonely night in galilee Magdalene, don't wrap your dreams in sorrow Save them for morrow if it comes When we'll meet within the circle round the sun If heaven were a lady don't you know you have been the one To the streets of jerusalem you followed him once more Your holy sailor's come home from the sea The somewhere someone's calling you to a distant golden shore Far from the lonely nights in galilee Magdalene, don't wrap your dreams in sorrow Save them for morrow if it comes When we'll meet within circle round the sun If heaven were a lady I know you'd been the one |
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In the long, hot, thirsty summer of about 32 A.D.
Along a dusty highway, there came a man of Galilee And as he went through Samaria, he stopped at Jacob's well And there he met a woman whose deep secrets he would tell "Could I have a drink of water?", Soft and quietly asked he And she said, "Sir, I'm Samaritan, how dare you speak to me?" He said, "If you would ask of me than either son of man Would give you living water and you'd never thirst again' Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Dip in' to the endless well, pour it on the fires of hell Have a drink and sing and shout as the flames of hell go out Have a drink of water, everlastin', endless water Then the woman said, "Sir, you have no way to draw out of this well Our father Jacob dug it and the stories it could tell From this well drank his children and his kettle by the score Where is your well, Sir, tell me, that will flow forever more" And he answered and said, "Unto her your water will go dry And my well is everlastin', if you drink you'll never die? My father God's a spirit and he set me under men To give you living water so you'll never thirst again Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Dip in' to the endless well, pour it on the fires of hell Have a drink and sing and shout as the flames of hell go out Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Well, there now are many thirstin' in this modern century Whose thirst could be quenched quickly by the man from Galilee For the water flows eternal from the well that never dries For it flows right out of Heaven where the soul never dies So if you're hot and tired and thirstin' And if you crave a cool, tall drink He will pour it right out for you a lot quicker than you think He already knows you're thirsty so just let him come on in And he'll give you livin' water and you'll never thirst again Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Dip in' to the endless well, pour it on the fires of hell Have a drink and sing and shout as the flames of hell go out Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water Have a drink of water, everlastin' livin' water, bro Have a drink of water, ever last Clap your hands and sing and shout |
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The teacher of truth told tales
Of trouble times that would begin And the cynical sower sowed The sorrowful seeds of seven sins The people placed a price upon The prince of perfect peace And the one who wooed the world was wounded Look unto the east The morning moved in mournfully With many moments marred By brawny beast who beat the beauty Bound and bit and barred They laid the lash upon him low His lips moved not the least Watch him come from where he did go Look unto the east The devil drew his darts And the dearest dove came droppin' down But the spirits slips in soft and sweetly Unseen with no sound The comforter, the counselor With us till time is ceased And the groom will return for his bride Look unto the east |
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The House Is Falling Down
() Men had need of shelter from the evil, from the night The devil ? wind was blowin? and from heaven came a light The Son of God, a carpenter and He came with a plan To build a house where heaven could be offered unto men Refrain: (Bum) When he came here, He laid down a mighty firm foundation And the columns and the beams were churches, scattered through the nation And then rooms were added to it on that same old solid rock And roofs were raised by willing hands, from the bottom to the top Then the people came and filled the house, were singing prayer and praise Some turned and rejected, His house fell on leaner days Oh, Son of God, oh Carpenter, will you come back around The blocks and beams are crumbling and the house is falling down Now the storm is raging and the devil?s angry roar He?s screaming at the windows and howlin? at the door And though the faithful few inside are standing true and strong The house has been neglected and it won?t be standin? long Refrain: (Bum ? Bum) Then the people came and filled the house, were singing prayer and praise Some turned and rejected, His house fell on leaner days Son of God, oh Carpenter, will you come back around Our blocks and beams are crumbling and the house is falling down Son of God, oh Carpenter, where you come back around The blocks and beams are crumbling and the house is fallin? down |
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One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul
One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna ask him about his travelin' And he will tell me about it all One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna tell him I read all his books I'm gonna tell him I read all his books And that is sure was hard to follow down the same road that he took But I'm gonna tell him I read all his books He'll introduce me to Luke and Timothy He will introduce me to Luke and Timothy I will be so glad to meet them and they will be glad to meet me He will introduce me to Luke and Timothy One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul (Talk to Paul) One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna meet his friends in Heaven I'll be singin' with them all One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Paul One of these days I'm gonna shake that healing hand One of these days I'm gonna shake that healing hand That hand that raised up Uticus, that old sleepin', fallen man One of these days I'm gonna shake that healing hand I know just how he felt locked in that jail I know just how he felt locked in that jail And I bet that him and Silas will have quite a tale to tell I know just how he felt locked in that jail One of these days I'm gonna sit down and Sit down and talk to Paul One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Sit down and talk to Paul I'm gonna ask him about his journeys And he will tell me about them all One of these days I'm gonna sit down and talk to Sit down and talk to Paul |
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I prayed to feel more joy in my salvation
A selfish prayer I finally came to know For the greatest joy while living comes to me when I am giving Giving children bread of life and watch them grow And my greatest joy is knowing that my children walk in truth And that they are giving you Lord of their fire and strength of youth Yes, I've found the greatest joy in my salvation Is knowing that my children walk in truth It's hard to feed someone else when you're hungry And don't try to teach when you don't understand No one will follow you if you don't live it each day through And a frightened child won't hold a trembling hand And my greatest joy is knowing that my children walk in truth And that they are giving you Lord of their fire and strength of youth Yes, I've found the greatest joy of my salvation Is knowing that my children walk in truth |
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Come hear me good brothers, come here one and all
Don't brag about standing or you'll surely fall You're shinin' your light and shine it you should But you're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good No earthly good you are no earthly good You're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good You're shinin' your light yes and shine it you should You're so heavenly minded and you're no earthly good Come hear me good sisters you're salt of the earth If your salt isn't salted then what is it worth You could give someone a cool drink if you would You're so heavenly minded and you're no earthly good No earthly good you are no earthly good You're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good You could give someone a cool drink if you would You're so heavenly minded and you're no earthly good If you're holdin' heaven then spread it around There are hungry hands reaching up here from the ground Move over and share the high ground where you stood So heavenly minded you're no earthly good No earthly good you are no earthly good You're so heavenly minded you're no earthly good Move over and share the high ground where you stood So heavenly minded and you're no earthly good No earthly good... |
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LORD, LORD, LORD
() Lord ? Lord ? Lord, is there a place for me In the scheme of things, in the service of the King Lord ? Lord ? Lord, there is no job too great As I grow in faith, there?s no job too great Lord ? Lord ? Lord, there is no road too long ?Cause you made me strong, there?s no road too long Lord ? Lord ? Lord, there?s no stream too wide With you by my side, there?s no stream too wide Let me help someone thru the darkest hour Let me shine ? shine ? shine, like the beacon?s tower Let my light be strong and myself be small Let me know the truth that I?m one with all Lord ? Lord ? Lord, there?s no job too small ?Cause I?m one with all, there?s no job too small Lord ? Lord ? Lord, is there a place for me In the scheme of things, in the service of the King Lord ? Lord ? Lord, there is no job too great As I grow in faith, there?s no job too great Lord ? Lord ? Lord ? Lord oh Lord ? Lord ? Lord Lord oh Lord, Lord ? Lord ? Lord, oh Lord ? Lord ? Lord Lord ? Lord ? Lord -Humming- |
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What is man that you are mindful of him, Lord
You made the stars you made the sun And all the worlds that came to be at your command What is man? What has he done? Then you crown him with glory and with honor Give him dominion over land and sea and air And store up an inheritance in heaven O what is man that you would care What is man that you would let him live at all to shed the blood of his own kind And ever fail to even follow where you call What is man? Why do you mind? Yet you crown me with glory and with honor Give me dominion over land and sea and air And store up my inheritance in heaven O what is man, that you care? What is man, Lord, that you would care? |
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I'm comin' Lord, for my heavenly reward
I'm comin' home to you, can you see me comin' thru Thru clouds of persecution, and stumblin' on my way I 'spect I'm only makin', 'bout a half a mile a day. Chorus: The road to heaven doesn't have a rapid transit plan, It's one way with no changes heading to the promised land. But I believe that if I'll heed the things He had to say, Even I might get to heaven at a half a mile a day. Lord, when I let you lead, I never make much speed "Cause I have to stop and touch, the ones who need so much Then sometimes others pull me, off of Your narrow way And by my mistakes, I barely make, a half a mile a day. Chorus |
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