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Never think evil thoughts of anyone
It's just as wrong to think as to say For a thought is but a word that's unspoken In God's eyes He sees it this way Lend a hand if you can to a stranger Never worry if he can't repay For in time you'll be repaid ten times over In God's eyes He sees it this way In God's eyes we're like sheep in a meadow Now and then a lamb goes astray But open arms should await it's returning In God's eyes He sees it this way In God's eyes we're like sheep in a meadow Now and then a lamb goes astray But open arms should await it's returning In God's eyes He sees it this way |
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There's a family Bible on the table each page is torn and hard to read
But the family Bible on the table will ever be my key to memories At the end of day when work was over and when the evening meal was done Dad would read to us from the family Bible And we'd count our many blessings one by one I can see us sittin' round the table when from the family Bible dad would read I can hear my mother softly singing rock of ages rock of ages cleft for me Now this old world of ours is full of trouble this old world would also better be If we'd find more Bibles on the tables and mothers singing rock of ages cleft for me I can see us sittin' round the table... Rock of ages rock of ages cleft for me |
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Well I guess I been hanging around too long it's just about time I was moving along
But I'm gonna kneel at the feet of Jesus in the morning And don't you worry and don't you moan it's just about time I was moving along But I'm gonna kneel at the feet of Jesus in the morning I'm gonna kneel at the feet of Jesus in the morning I'm a gonna leave this sinful world before the dawning Don't you worry and don't you moan it's just about time I was moving along I'm gonna kneel at the feet of Jesus in the morning ( piano ) And when I'm dead and you carry me away Don't you bury me deep cause I ain't gonna stay I'm gonna kneel at the feet of Jesus in the morning Just a little bit of dirt and a little bit of gravel Don't you weigh me down cause you know I gotta travel I'm gonna kneel at the feet of Jesus in the morning I'm gonna kneel at the feet... (I'm gonna kneel at the feet...) |
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